Spike's No Nut November

by Holocron

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Anthro, Romance, Porn, Fetish, Spike, Smolder, Sex
Length: 34888

No Nut November has come. And while Spike attempts the challenge, Smolder has several things to say on the matter.

FEATURED November 1 - 2 2024

FEATURED November 4 - 5 2024

FEATURED November 22 - 23 2024

FEATURED November 25 - 26 2024

FEATURED December 1 - 2 2024

While not having actually taken part in it before, Spike the Dragon is eager and curious to try No Nut November. Smolder the Dragoness, who is also Spike's partner, lover, and fuck buddy, is more than livid over this choice. But rather than just force him to give up this challenge, she will take it as her own personal challenge to see how far she could push Spike's resolve. Will be break, or will he make it?

Disclaimer: Everyone is 18+
Commission for Sigmund.
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Published 2024-11-01 11:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2024-12-01 13:41:58 UTC

Day 01

November had begun, with the autumn leaves changing and dropping from their trees. And within the School of Friendship, a pair of dragons were busy in a discussion. Spike and Smolder, close friends, with many thinking they had become a little too close over the years, were sitting in the dragoness’ room. Her roommate, Ocellus, a changedling, was busy in the school’s library, leaving the two dragons alone. Spike was sitting on the floor, as Smolder was sitting on the bed in an almost dominating fashion. With a playful smirk on her face, she was staring down at the dragon, who was trembling a little. Both dragons were naked, though this was often normal for them when they were alone together. Dragons were traditionally nudists, with the concept of clothing being a recent introduction to their culture. And even then, the use of clothes only covered their more sexual places.

Spike, despite being raised in Ponyville, wore clothes because he was raised to, but since meeting Smolder, was more comfortable being naked, even as his almost disproportionally large cock poked out of its internal sheath. The dragoness was far more comfortable being naked, but chose, albeit reluctantly, to dress up. Despite being an adult dragon, she was quite small, something that Spike also learned was common, with the bigger dragons being hundreds of years old, and the average dragon staying much smaller for their first several decades. Despite that, her hips were quite wide, and she had beautiful, soft, fat looking tits that seemed to defy gravity with how perky they were. After several long minutes of silence, she spread her legs, showing off her glistening, soaking wet pussy lips.

“You see this? You see this fucking soaking, hot pussy that is desperate for some fat cock?” Smolder asked, to which Spike swallowed nervously. “The same pussy that only yesterday, you were fucking like you were trying to breed me out of season. And now you’re telling me that you’re gonna stop because…what was the stupid ass reason?”

“It’s called No Nut November. It’s an Equestria thing.” Spike explained, trying to defend himself. “Every year, my friends and I try to see how long we can go without cumming throughout the entire month. And well…I’ve never lost.”

“You’ve never lost because you never had a hot piece of ass like me taking that gut puncher between your legs.” Smolder said, clearly annoyed. Unlike Spike, who was pony raised, and more reserved in his emotions, she was a true dragon, and was direct with her feelings. “So you’re telling me, that instead of just taking that cock, and letting you split me open and fuck me silly, I have to wait a whole month before we can fuck?!”

“Well…yes…and no…” Spike said, knowing how Smolder gets when she gets aggressively horny. “We can do other things. I…I just can’t be the one to cum.”

“Really? And you’re gonna commit to this?” Smolder asked, raising a curious eye to her dragon partner. Spike only nodded. “You’ll still do this? No matter what? No matter what I do, you’ll hold on?” The dragon only nodded, making her smirk an almost wicked, mischievous grin. “Well, in that case…get over here!” Reaching down, she grabbed at Spike’s head, smacking it against her pussy. “Eat it, twerp.”

Spike did as he was told, flicking his tongue into the dragoness’ pussy. Immediately, she moaned out. She did enough the way her dragon partner would eat her out, but this was just supposed to warm her up before taking his fat cock. But if Spike was going to do some stupid month long challenge, then she was going to get what she could. Still, laying back, Smolder’s soft and plump thighs wrapped around Spike’s head, holding him place as he was tonguefucking deeper inside her. She moaned out, rolling her own tongue over her lips, savoring the feeling of this tongue rubbing against her sweet and sensitive spots. Though not as good as his dick, Spike’s tongue was pretty impressive, often making Smolder wonder how he learned how to eat pussy like that.

Grabbing at her tits, Smolder moaned out as she teased herself. While her height, for her age, was a source of adorable embarrassment for her, the dragoness was immensely proud of her boobs. Even compared to an older dragoness, like Dragon Lord Ember, Smolder had the bigger rack, and knew she could have just about any mate she wanted during the breeding season. And yet, she chose to have Spike as her mate. This pony raised, softer dragon, with the only redeeming quality was his massive cock, and maybe his adorable face. She had more than once thought she caught Ember staring at him. Curious, she wanted to see what the big deal was. But that first night she got Spike’s dick inside her, her draconic greed demanded that she not share him with anyone.

And Spike was a pretty dedicated lover. Though the concept of lovers didn’t exactly fit in the dragon’s culture, prefering the terms partners, or mates when they get older, she enjoyed the way he could eat her pussy, as well as fuck her silly. Unlike Spike, whose first time was with Smolder, the dragoness has had some other dragons before, but was utterly bored with them. It was in their culture to dominate, and females were especially good at dominating the males. But after a while, she grew bored of the males she had back home. It was part of the reason she even agreed to go along to represent the dragons in Ponyville’s School of Friendship; not that she would admit that to Ember. And meeting Spike was quite an experience. There was just something about this dragon that made Smolder want to indulge in fantasies she hadn’t considered possible with her larger, male peers.

Granted, she had to wait for Spike to grow his wings, the sign of him becoming a physical adult, but she was so happy that she waited. That first time she approached him, she all but made him her living sex toy. And by the end of that night, she had realized a few things. Spike was possibly the best fuck she had ever had. His cock was on par with dragons closer to three or four times his age. And despite his submissive, and softer nature, when pushed hard enough, he could fuck like a savage beast. Over and over again, Smolder tried to bring out that wildness in the dragon, and while once in a long while, it worked, the majority of the time, he was just a cute face with a monster cock. Still, Smolder grew to appreciate the adorableness of the dragon, and did enjoy the way he would do anything she said, and was so faithful and fruitful in how he pleasured her.

His tongue was wriggling and rubbing along her innermost places, having had plenty of practice with her. His cock was getting harder, throbbing madly as she was going to blow her sweet nectar all over his face in a few moments. Spike continued to passionately and lovingly make out with the dragoness’ pussy. He had only ever had his experience with Smolder, but he had fantasies about doing this with Rarity for years. When he grew old enough, he accepted that she would only ever want to be friends, he devoted himself to making sure to give Smolder as much pleasure as possible. And with all this practice, it paid off, and then some. The dragoness’ body was starting to tremble, and her inner folds were starting to coil around his slithering tongue.

“Come on…dweeb…” Smolder moaned, her voice becoming softer as she was getting closer to orgasm. “Fuck…I’m gonna…fuck!” Nearly crushing Spike’s head between her thighs, the dragoness came.

Her sweet nectar squirted out, soaking along Spike’s tongue and messing up his mouth a little. His hot breath further kissed into Smolder’s pussy, making his gasp her air. She was holding him even tighter than usual, obviously frustrated with the challenge he was going to take. His cock was already getting hard, dripping a little. It was taking everything within his being to hold back the urge to jerk off as he continued tonguefucking into the dragoness’ sweet sex. Smolder twitched and shivered a little as she came down from her orgasm, eventually releasing the dragon’s head, which came off her pussy lips to a wet, smacking out. Spike gasped and took in the air he could, but it was mixed with the alluring scent of the dragoness’ hot want and passion. Looking at her, he could tell she wasn’t close to finished, and all this did was make her even more horny.

“Fucking…urgh!” Smoldered grumbled in utter annoyance, only to then have an idea cross her mind. “Actually, Spike, I think this might be a fun idea.”

“Oh?” Spike said, thinking that maybe Smolder was accepting his decision, and so was going to go along with it. “Well, I’m glad you’re willing to-” Before he could finish, Smolder’s foot gently pressed against his mouth, shushing him.

“No, no, no, no. That’s not what I mean.” Smolder said, cooing a little playfully as she licked her lips. “I’m gonna let you have your little fun, but that means I’m gonna have my own fun.” Growling a seductive sound, she sent a shiver down Spike’s nervous spine.

“W-what…what do you…” Spike tried to ask, only to then almost be shushed by Smolder’s foot. Grabbing at this leg, she brushed it away to continue. “What are you planning?” He knew her, he knew how she would get when she was told she couldn’t have her fun. And he was getting increasingly nervous as to what she was planning.

“Well…since you’re going to have fun with this stupid challenge, then I’m gonna have my fun too.” Smolder said with a mischievous smirk. Leaning forward, she heaved her huge boobs, showing off her hot cleavage to her partner, making him blush nervously. “For the rest of this month, I’m gonna do everything I can to make you cum.” Reaching down, she just barely touched his now fully hard cock. “And when you do, I’m gonna tease you and your adorable face when I milk this fucking slab of cock meat for every drop.”

Spike was scared, he knew that when Smolder would set her mind to something, she would follow through in ways he couldn’t begin to imagine. But equally, he was feeling some arousal from the way she was growling at him. It was less like a savage beast, and yet at the same time, it was a wild animal, ready to mate and breed. Swallowing nervously, he knew dragon mating season wasn’t for many more months, but Smolder was possibly the horniest dragon he had known. Spending some time in the Dragon Lands, he did learn a lot about their culture, and how it was common for some dragons and dragonesses to be very active with their partners and mates. It was both her responsibility to keep him under her, in order to keep him from being taken up by another dragoness, but it was equally his job to make sure she was pleased, or she would be bored, and possibly leave him for another.

“Now, I’m gonna ask you one…more…time…” Smolder said, leaning a bit back. Groping at her fat tits with one hand, she started to finger at her soaking pussy lips, showing the sloppy mess Spike had left her in from tonguefucking her. “Are you sure you want to do this? Or do you want to fuck me so hard, and so fucking long that Ocellus walks in on us, again?”

Spike was nervous, his cock was so hard. It would be so easy for him to give into the growing arousal. He could just pounce on her, leaping on the bed, knocking her on her back, and shove his cock as hard and deep as he could. Unlike ponies, dragons had no cervix, and were incredibly flexible. He could fuck all the way into her womb, stretching her out, and rubbing along all her best, sweet, and sensative spots. Smolder would just grab at him, pulling him closer to make out with him as she took his cock all the way inside her. His thoughts only added to the arousal, but he had to do this, he had to endure as long as possible. Swallowing nervously, he was fighting off every urge to just give in and fail the challenge on the first day. But he couldn’t, biting his lower lip, he held himself back.

“N-no…no…I’m sorry, but I’m gonna hold on for this month.” Spike said, trying to stay strong in his convictions. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you when it’s over.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll make sure of that.” Smolder replied, her smile becoming so intense, so sinister, so terrifying, that it nearly froze the blood in Spike’s veins. “I’m gonna make sure your month is especially fun.” The room would fill with the playful, and wicked laughter of the dragoness, making sure her partner was well aware that he was going to have a very, very hard No Nut November.

Day 28

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.

Day 04

The first few days seemed to be going well. Spike was holding everything together to the best of his abilities. As well as this, Smolder was being very, very insistent on trying to get him to fail. For the last few days, she had been flirting with him on and off. It was clear she was ready to take his dick whenever he was willing to accept defeat, but he was doing everything he could to hold it all together. And today was just like any other day in this month. Spike was hard at work with his duties at the School of Friendship. He was going through his duties as Ambassador of Friendship, though was trying to study the many cultures around Equestria and its neighboring kingdoms. At his side was a large bowl of gems, a delightful snack to keep his focus. But then, a knock at the door roused him from his studies. And any hope he had that this could be anyone else was dashed as soon as he saw Smolder.

Since she wasn’t in her room, the dragoness was wearing her clothes. Though what she would call clothes, any other race would just call the barest minimum of covering. Something akin to a loin cloth was tied about her sexy looking, bouncing ass, just barely covering up her plump pussy. And Spike knew for a fact she wasn’t wearing any underwear. The very notion of undergarments was still too foreign an idea for dragon kind. But what really made him worried was her top. Some dragons wore something like a bikini top to cover up their areolas and nipples, while others seemed interested in patterned tube tops. Smolder decided on a more radical outfit, some clothes that covered along the top of her chest, but gave anyone looking at her a good view of her underboob. If she ran too fast, her tits would often spill out, something some of the teachers have talked with her before.

By contrast, Spike’s choice of clothes were more pony-like in design, just sized for a dragon. A nice buttoned up shirt, something that used to be difficult with his claws, but he had learned to handle it easily. All with a nice, purple tie that gave off a more professional look. But it was his pants that were practically a battleground right now as the dragoness looked at him. Wearing loose dress pants, it allowed some comfort and mobility, especially as Spike was often quite embarrassed by his cocksize. Many ponies weren’t used to non-pony dicks, and the few awkward wardrobe malfunctions were enough for him to know he didn’t like to draw attention. And from the smile on Smolder’s face, she was planning something sexy and devious.

“Oh, Spike, there you are.” Smolder playfully laughed. Locking the door behind her, she swayed her sexy ass over to the dragon. “I was having trouble with some of my advanced studies, and needed help.”

“Y-yeah…sure…” Spike nervously said, swallowing down a small claw full of gems to try and steady his nerves. His cock was already starting to get a little hard. “What do you need?”

“Good.” Smolder said, taking to the sky to not only get to the dragon faster, but even land between his legs, sitting on his lap. Spike gasped out, feeling the pressure of the dragoness’ soft ass against his swelling dick. “Let me show you.”

Leaning forward, Smolder spread out a bunch of different papers. Hoping that this could distract him from his growing boner, Spike looked at what she wanted to show him. He immediately regretted it as soon as he could see what it was. All of it, every single piece of paper was showing vivid depictions of ponies and nonponies fucking. His eyes widened, not sure if this was some prank of hers, or if the sexual education at the School had gotten more in depth. Smolder giggled a little as she wiggled her ass over Spike’s dick, making sure to squish herself on it, rather than let it rub along her back. Letting her tail slip a little down, she rubbed it along Spike’s inner thigh, a small weakness she loved to exploit on him.

“You see, I’ve been looking into how other races get along, and I’m learning from Professor Starlight, that in the past, many races had sex as a form of cultural exchange.” Smolder teased, giggling playfully against Spike’s body. “So maybe you can help me understand.”

Spike was doing what he could to keep his growing arousal in check. Smolder was only going to continue teasing him, and it was obvious this was just to get him so turned on, he’d fuck her over the deck. The dragoness only pushed this flirting further, by grabbing one of the larger gems from the bowl, passionately licking it as if it were a heavy ball, making sure to moan seductively as she slowly took it in. Spike swallowed nervously, already starting to sweat. Still, he needed to think of something to get out of this situation. His mind raced, wondering what Twilight would do in this situation. And then, the thought struck him, he just had to answer her questions, no matter how erotic they were.

“W-well…” Spike felt the words being stuck in his throat, but he continued on, making sure not to stare at Smolder’s sexy tits that were just barely being held in by her clothes. He could tell she was practically a sneeze away from her boobs to spill out of her top. “Let me just gather my thoughts, and I can give you a proper answer.”

He had to be scholarly about this, this was the only chance he had. Smolder was going to make anything he said into smut, no matter what he could try, and the content she was sharing with Spike was clearly trying to lure him into a trap. But he was still fresh into this challenge, he still had most of his sanity about this. Swallowing again, his mind was racing to gather everything together. He knew Smolder didn’t actually care for the academic aspect of this, but maybe this was the perfect chance to kill her arousing mood and get her to leave. He knew she would be annoyed by it, and trying to force her out would just mean she would respond back by trying to knock him back and ride his cock until the desk broke, again. He shook his head again, not wanting to relive that memory. But he had it now, he had a plan of action on how to give Smolder what she asked for.

“Well…when it comes to ponies, it’s very easy to notice how the typical stallion’s penis is considered quite long, varying in some things, such as length and girth. But a mare’s vagina is developed in order to handle these sizes, especially during their heat cycle.” Spike explained, trying to speak as professionally as he could. Looking at Smolder, he could tell it was somewhat working. “As for…ah, griffons, along with abyssinians have small, flexible barbs on their penises, allowing them to hook in place when ejaculating and mating with their partner. As well as this, it is believed that biting at the back of the neck can help with either an abyssian or a griffon female in achieving orgasm and possible ovulation.”

“Boring…well, okay, that’s kinda hot.” Smolder said, ready to groan, but a wicked idea crossed her mind. Wiggling her sexy ass against the dragon, she further tried to tease him. “How about we try that.” Showing off her neck, she tried to tempt him a little. “How about you bite me…right here…on my neck. Maybe you can make me cum.”

Spike swallowed nervously, fighting the urge to do it. He wanted to, it would be all too easy for him to just give in and fuck her right there. Especially since she’s been such a slutty, little tease, he could just bend her over the desk and stretch out her tight pussy like a little fuck toy. But that’s what she wanted, she wanted to push him, egg him on to just let out his more savage side. She loved seeing him unleash like that, and she loved when she would be still gurgling and foaming at the mouth the next day from how Spike would utterly fuck her into a near orgasmic coma. But clearly, a few days wasn’t enough to break him. He was struggling, but her sexy ass play wasn’t enough. She needed to push him more. And with a playful smirk, another part of her plan was coming together.

A knock at the door nearly caused Spike to jump back, dropping Smolder off his lap and under his desk. What could possibly be here? And why now, of all times? Looking at the clock, he could see it just barely into the afternoon, there shouldn’t be anyone looking for him. Then, looking down at Smolder, who had adjusted herself under the desk, he realized what she was planning. Whoever was at the door, came because the slutty dragoness arranged it. How she did it, he couldn’t tell, but another knock at the door roused his attention to it. What could he do? The door was locked, as far as he saw when Smolder came in, but it wasn’t like he was the only one with a key. Twilight and Starlight both had keys, and if either of them were at the door.

“Spike? Spike? Are you in there?” Twilight’s voice called out, only further cementing Spike’s fears. “I have a question, if you’re in there.”

“H-hey…Twilight. I’m here…” Spike nervously called back. Looking down, he could see Smolder already teasing at his pants, ready to fish out his cock. He tried shaking his head at her, but she only playfully nodded at him, reaching into his pants. “I…I’m sorry, but I can’t get up. So we can talk another time.” In his panic, he caused Smolder’s papers to fall off and under his desk.

“It’s okay, I have a key.” Twilight replied, and the sound of the key unlocking the door had never sounded so loud as Spike was trembling. Looking down, he saw Smolder had gotten his cock out, and so now there was no way he was going to be able to escape his desk. “I’m sorry to bother you, but I have a question.”

As soon as Twilight walked into the room, she could see Spike was practically sweating, having scooted himself closer to his desk. But, as far as he could tell, she hadn’t noticed why he was so nervous. Smolder, who was a little more crammed under the desk, got the dragon’s fat, hot, juicy cock all but shoved in her face. Her expression was that of a panting, gibbering whore. Her tongue hung out loosely, and she was trembling from the intense musk of this dick. She had sucked Spike off several times before, but never had his scent been this potent. Did No Nut November almost mean no bathing? Or was just what he smelled like when he let himself go a few days without cumming. Her pussy was getting so wet, and she was quibbering quietly as she let her hot breath kiss against this dripping dick.

“Again, I’m sorry to bother you. I know you’re very busy being the Ambassador of Friendship. But I have an important question.” Twilight asked, getting to the point. “I was wondering if you’ve seen Smolder.” Spike nearly gasped as the dragoness in question was breathing so hard on his dick, it was sending a tingling sensation down his spine. Not noticing, the alicorn continued. “You see, I was putting together some more advanced studies of physiology with Starlight, and Smolder asked to see them in advance. But she hadn’t returned it yet. Have you seen her?”

So that was it! Smolder was only using it as a means to tease and seduce the dragon. It was actually a good thing that Twilight came after all. This was possibly ruining his arousal, though the dragoness’ slutty, hot breath kissing along its length wasn’t exactly making it any easier. Still, he couldn’t just keep Twilight waiting for her answer, even if Smolder was all but ready to throatfuck herself on this throbbing mass. She loved admiring Spike’s dick, it wasn’t the biggest she had ever seen, at least compared to many of the larger dragons. But there was just something about how despite his smaller body, he had a cock that was more like one of the larger subspecies of dragons. It was so hot, steaming, juicy, and the way it stinked in this comfortable space was making her head spin, and lungs burn from its potent musk.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t seen her today.” Spike said, biting at his lower lip a little as he answered. “I’m sure I’ll cross her today at some point. And when I do, I’ll be sure to tell her to bring those things back to you and Starlight.”

“Alright, thanks Spike.” Twilight smiled, nodding as she accepted this answer. “Just let me know. I’m not upset or anything, I would just like it so I can finish putting the lesson plan together.”

“Oh, I understand. I know you love to quadruple check everything.” Spike said, chuckling a little, trying to further sell that there wasn’t a dragoness breathing on his dick under his desk. “Sorry to cut this short, but I do have a lot to do.” He gestured to the numerous papers on his desk.

“Of course, I understand.” Twilight smiled, getting ready to leave. “Thank you again for the help.”

“It’s no problem, I’ll make sure to let her know.” Spike smiled, his lips almost quivering as the dragoness’ mouth just barely ready to wrap itself around his dripping cockhead. As soon as Twilight left the office, the dragon pushed himself back, denying Smolder his dick. “Fuck!ng shit, Smolder. You almost made me cum.”

“That’s the point, you dork.” Smolder giggled, sliding up from under the desk. Adjusting her clothes, she took the papers from under the desk. “I guess I better return these. See you around.” Licking her lips, she shivered one more time, as if to taste at Spike’s musk again before leaving. “Fuck, that was so hot. You’re lucky I didn’t get a chance, or I would’ve sucked your soul out of that fat dick.”

She didn’t give Spike a chance to say another word, and didn’t waste her time shaking her ass to him as she left the office. He only stood there, staring, unable to look away from the dragoness’ fat, tender looking ass. And again, he was tempted to just grab her, fuck her against the wall so hard, he could possibly ram her through the building. But he held himself back. Spike needed to have greater control than this. Smolder did come close, very close to making him burst out, and he knew that this was just the beginning. If this was going to be her after a few days, he could only imagine how the rest of the month would turn out.

“Fuck…how am I gonna do this?” Spike pondered to himself aloud. All but collapsing into his chair, he looked at the way his cock was madly throbbing. “If I had kept this up, I would’ve fucked her right in her-” His hand was almost instinctively reaching for his dick. Thankfully, he stopped himself before anything could happen. “Why did I agree to this?!” He was panting a little. But he couldn’t give up now, not after only a few days.

Day 07

The first week had come and gone, and Spike was beginning to feel the weight of his pent up frustration. Thankfully, his clothes were baggy enough to hide it, and he was forced to wear stronger and stronger cologne to mask the musk that was radiating off his body. Whenever he got a moment alone in his room, he couldn’t get out of his clothes any faster. His body was sweating more and more, and his cock and balls were becoming more and more sensitive. Even the hot water of his evening bath was sending an intense shiver of pleasure throughout his body. Part of him wanted to just stop bathing together, if it meant winning the challenge. But it’s only been a week, so maybe he was just not as prepared as he thought, and so needed to be a little more focused. Still, Smolder’s lack of attempts over the last couple days have made him increasingly worried.

As he was busy reading through a few things, his phone gave off a small ring. Looking at it, his eyes widened at the sight of a text message from Smolder. Though he couldn’t see much of a preview in his locked screen, it was clear the dragoness sent him a picture of some kind. No doubt some kind of nude, but he couldn't stop his curious mind. He also knew that if he took too long to at least look at the message, he just knew Smolder would just send more and more, especially during this rather stressful month. Swallowing nervously, he did what his mind was screaming against, and opened the text message. Thankfully, he was alone, and no one would come across him as he looked at this image.

On his phone screen, there was Smolder, but she had taken a selfie of herself. And from the looks in the background, her friends were there. Other than that, there wasn’t anything risque or erotic, but it was the look on her face, the playful and cunning smirk. She was planning something, Spike just couldn’t figure out what it was. Still, he could see Yona, Ocellus, and Silverstream behind her. For a moment, he pondered back to Yona’s stallionfriend, Sandbar, or Silverstream’s lover, Gallus, was handling the month. The only reason he knew those two couples had a relatively healthy sex life was whenever Smolder happened to joke about it. Still, he was happy to see that the dragoness didn’t send him anything too naughty.

“Hey, babe!” Smolder’s texted him. “Me and the girls are gonna hit the beach. You’ll love it.” Spike’s face sank as he knew what this meant, and hesitated for a moment to respond. “How’s work?”

“It’s fine, just fine and dandy.” Spike responded, trying his best to settle this conversation as soon as possible without giving the dragoness any more things to work with. “Have a good time!”

“Oh don’t worry, I will.” Smolder’s text replied, making Spike’s heart beat a little faster. “I’ll keep you posted.” This was followed by a heart and winking eye emoji.

It would be a couple more hours before Spike got another message from Smolder. Before his mind could piece things together, he absentmindedly opened it. This time, it was another selfie of the dragoness, but this time, she was wearing a pretty naughty looking bikini. If anything, it was a micro bikini, just barely covering up the dragoness’ areolas. And the bottom was covering her soft pussy lips, but the rest of the swimwear was practically some tight looking string. In the background, he could see Yona wearing a more practical one piece, Ocellus wearing a similar swimsuit, and Silverstream wearing a somewhat more tasteful bikini. Swallowing nervously, Spike couldn’t look away from the way Smolder’s choice in bikini tug and hug tightly on her fat tits and juicy ass.

Swallowing nervously, Spike put his phone away, and for a couple more hours, he didn’t get any more messages from Smolder. This only added to more and more worrisome thoughts. He knew the dragoness. He knew she was building up to something. But what was it going to be? It was difficult to continue working, knowing that at some point, Smolder was going to send him something, possibly some nude of her, or something with her in her bikini. And yet, the hours continued without any more messages. It was only when his guard was down, that he was just near the end to finish his work, that his phone blared with a large amount of messages. He nearly fell out of his chair, but nervously opened the messages.

What Spike saw were dozens of messages, almost all of them were pictures. It would appear that Smolder had taken so many pictures of not just herself in her bikini, but her friends too. What was she planning? She knew that her friends were also in relationships, or was this something to see what she could rouse out of the dragon. Still, Spike couldn’t deny that his cock was starting to twitch, especially when Smolder was showing off sexy looking selfies with her and Ocelus. More than once, the dragoness had teased at the idea of Ocellus getting involved in a hot and heavy threesome, even going so far as to suggest having her disguise herself as Smolder, and see how long before Spike can figure out who is who.

“What do you think, babe?” Smolder’s texts asked him, especially at the picture of her pressing her barely covered tits against the cute changedling. “Bet you wish you were between the two of us?”

“You like nice things.” Spike said, doing what he could to try and defuse the situation as quickly as possible. He knew Smolder would take anything he replied in some debaucherous way, but he didn’t want to make it too easy for her. “I’m glad you got to have fun with your friends.”

“Oh? Well you ain’t seen nothing yet.” Smolder’s text almost immediately responded. Spike’s face was getting hot from a nervous blush. What was the slutty dragoness planning. “Don’t worry, you’ll love it.” Before Spike had a chance to respond, a request for a video call came through. Swallowing nervously, he answered.

As soon as the video call was connected, Spike nearly dropped his phone in shock. The video was set in the locker room where Smolder and her friends were still changing. The dragoness had set up her phone at an angle to not only give Spike the best look at her and her friends, but also muted him, so no one could hear his shocked gasps. Nervously, he picked up the phone, but he hesitated to end the video call. He could only look at the screen, seeing the way the four girls were getting undressed. Smolder’s naked body he knew all too well, but he never knew Yona’s tits were that big, or how Silverstream only trimmed a little around her pussy. And Ocellus looked so smooth, precious, and petite compared to the others. After a few more seconds, Smolder looked over to the phone, and winked at it.

“That was so much fun!” Silverstream cheered, always the bubbly one of her friends. “Did you girls have fun?”

“Yona had lots of fun!” Yona replied, standing confident. “Now I can show yaks back home how to smash water!”

“I think it’s called swimming.” Ocellus replied with a friendly smile. “I’ll try to talk to King Thorax about possibly putting something like that near the Hive. I just know my family would love learning how to swim without transforming.”

“Yeah, it was fun. A little cold for me.” Smolder playfully chuckled, acting as if there wasn’t a camera watching them all. “Too bad I can’t bring you guys swimming back to my home.”

“Yeah, I’ll pass on that.” Silverstream giggled. “Swimming in lava sounds fun, but I think I might burn.”

“Yona, not scared. She would swim in all things.” Yona boldly declared, maintaining her confidence. “Then I’ll show yaks back home how to smash lava!”

“I think you might burn a little more than the rest of us.” Smolder playfully teased, poking at the layer of fur over Yona’s body. “Hair and lava don’t exactly get along.”

“M-maybe we can talk to Counselor Starlight?” Ocellus suggested. “Maybe there’s a spell to resist lava? Since there’s one to make non-flyers walk on clouds, I’m sure it’s possible.”

“Oh?! I hope so. That would be so cool!” Silverstream chirped in joy, almost skipping about, letting her sexy body bounce a little in full view of the camera. “We should totally ask her. Then we can go to Smolder’s place, and swim in lava.”

“Yona can’t wait to smash lava!” Yona cheered, getting excited as she started getting dressed. Her own large tits and ass seemed to struggle a little to fit in her clothes. “Lava swimming yak, little and old yaks back home will be so jealous!”

After several long moments, Yona and Silverstream managed to get dressed, but both Smolder and Ocellus seemed to be remaining there. Not suspecting anything, the two left, leaving the extremely horny dragoness and timid changedling alone in this changing room. Any curiosity Spike might’ve had was immediately answered the second he heard the door closing in the background. Smolder grabbed at Ocellus, effortlessly lifting her up. The changedling cooed and whimpered, but put up no resistance as the dragoness shoved her tongue in her mouth. Spike’s eyes widened. He was watching these two passionately make out, with the dragoness easily slipping her claws around the changedling’s subtle curves.

“You were waiting for this, weren’t you?” Smolder teased, speaking even as her tongue was snaking into Ocellus’ mouth. The changedling only moaned, licking along the dragoness’ tongue. Reaching down with her claw, she rubbed along her friend’s smooth pussy lips. “You’re already so wet. You want me to give you something real loving?” Ocellus moaned in response, which was all the dragoness needed.

Using her amazing strength, Smolder pulled back, slowly pulling her tongue out of Ocellus’ mouth before she reached down at the changedling’s smooth thighs. She whimpered softly, blushing as the dragoness lifted her upwards only stopping when the smooth, wet pussy lips were in front of her hungry face. The phone’s camera gave Spike the best view of Smolder’s head sinking between Ocellus’ thighs, but the changedling’s face made it pretty clear what the dragoness was doing. She whimpered again, only to gasp, her face twisting in pleasure as the dragoness’ tongue slithered its way in her soaking entrance. Ocellus’ inner folds squeezed along Smolder’s tongue, but she wasn’t going in gently or slowly. The dragoness was set to tonguefuck her friend’s sweet tasting pussy right off the bat.

Spike was sweating. He knew dragons didn’t exactly believe in monogamy outside of mating season, and he knew that Smolder was into all types. But watching her passionately eating out Ocellus’ pussy was something he didn’t expect to see. Swallowing nervously, his cock was throbbing even more painful than before. She wasn’t even there, but he could almost smell the sweet aroma of the changedling’s pussy, and his ears tingled at the symphony of her moans. Ocellus was a timid girl, with a soft spoken voice, and to hear it moaning, it would be like when he accidentally walked in on Fluttershy masturbating. It felt almost forbidden, like he was so dirty to hear a sweet and innocent voice twisted into such a naughty sound.

Ocellus hunched over a little, her body trembling as she seemed to be already getting close to orgasm. No doubt Smolder’s tongue was pushing her to her limits. The dragoness’ tongue was very talented, a skilled appendage that she had boasted could make anyone cum within minutes. Spike knew all too well how good she was, with this long, slippery thing having been wrapped around his length whenever she would give him the sloppiest of throatfucks. But seeing Ocellus feel such pleasure from it not only made the dragon more aroused, it also made him a little jealous. He was doing this challenge because he promised to try, but seeing the dragoness he would be normally fucking on the daily with someone else was making him feel something.

Was this some draconic instinct? An urge to assert dominance and supremacy? He couldn’t explain it, but he was feeling the drive to just take Smolder and fuck her into a gibbering stupor, as if to remind her that he’s the best fuck she’s known, and will always be her best fuck. Shaking his head, he wanted to look away from this, but couldn’t. Licking his lips nervously, he continued to watch, seeing the way the once pure changedling was trembling, getting ready to cum. Her eyes were rolling back, fluttering, and she seemed to be twitching slightly, hugging herself against Smolder’s head, holding herself in place as the dragoness’ tongue was reaching and rubbing along her sweet and sensitive spots.

After a few more moments, it was too much, Ocellus moaned out her sweet cries of pleasure, cumming her sweet nectar along Smolder’s tongue. The dragoness eagerly licked about the changedling’s delicious pussy, shivering as she enjoyed her flavor. But after a little longer, she slowly lowered the weakened Ocellus back on the bench, letting her lay there in the afterglow of her orgasm. With her friend too tired to look at her, Smolder got back to where the phone was set up, winking and giggling seductively at it. Spike felt himself trembling and blushing after what he had just seen. But the dragoness loved that look on his face. She was starting to enjoy making him like this, hoping to see how much longer he’ll last.

“Hope you enjoyed the show, babe.” Smolder whispered, licking her lips in an erotic manner. “I’ll be sure to send you more later, when she wakes up.” With that, the video call ended, leaving Spike with a small case of blue balls.

Day 10

Spike was pacing in his office. Smolder was being so stubborn lately, and her teasing was becoming almost too much to bear. If she wasn’t flirting with him, trying to get him to break his no nut november promise, she was sending him videos and pictures of either herself being a little slut, or her fucking around. But there was at least somewhat of a theme. In all the content she sent him that involved someone else, it was only Smolder with another female. More often than not, it was Ocellus, but she seemed to have seduced plenty of other mares. These included Berry Punch, and Zecora. But in others, there were more intense threesomes with Lyra and Bon Bon, and even an orgy with those three mares in town who sell flowers. And all the while, she made sure to look into the camera, as if to remind Spike that she’ll do more to him soon.

“Maybe a little fresh air will help me.” Spike said aloud, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, that’s what I need, just a way to relax.”

Leaving his office, Spike made his way to the roof of the school. It was a pretty open place, having little to no one who should be up here at this time. It was the perfect place for him to relax, gather his thoughts, and to just put his mind at ease. Soaring up to the roof, any hope of peace was dashed as soon as he saw who was on the roof. Laying over a large towel, was Smolder. No doubt, she was sunbathing, something she frequently did, he just hoped to not catch her at this time. What’s more, she was completely naked, her fat tits and soft ass were laying on full display, with her clothes lying beside her. He wanted to fly away, to flee from this sight, as he knew what she would do if she noticed him.

“You gonna stay there gawking, or you gonna join me?” Smolder called out, rousing Spike from his thoughts and plans. She saw him, and there was no escape now. “Come on babe, I promise, I’m not gonna touch you.” She was many things, but she wasn’t a liar.

“Okay, just…no funny business.” Spike said, flying down to the dragoness. Standing there, he crossed his arms, staring down at her. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be in class, or with your friends, or something?”

“Well, I was a little bored in class, and just felt so cold. So I wanted to sunbathe a little.” Smolder replied, laying back properly, her head resting on her arms. “Besides, other than you, no one has seen me.”

“That doesn’t excuse being like…like this…” Spike replied, gesturing to the dragoness’ naked body. “What if someone flew up here and saw you?”

“Well, that depends.” Smolder said without hesitation, her lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “If it’s a girl, I’ll just tonguefuck that pussy until she can’t think straight. And if it’s a guy, I’ll just suck his soul right out of his tiny dick.” The notion that she would fuck so readily and easily made the dragon blush, which she noticed. “Oh? You like that? Thinking of me whoring myself out.”

“N-no, no, not at all.” Spike commented, looking away with a small pout as he tried to keep himself calm. She was just trying to get him riled up, that was it. He couldn’t afford to fall prey to her teasing. “I’m just looking out for your well-being. And since I’m here, I might as well make sure no one takes advantage of you.”

“Aww, how sweet.” Smolder cooed, winking playfully at her lover. “Then I’ll have to just make sure to repay you, of brave and valiant knight.” She knew how much he loved to roleplay with his friends on guy’s night, which she had used many, many, many times to tease him. But Spike did what he could to ignore that, only sitting besides her, but not close enough to feel her touch.

This wasn’t a problem for the dragoness. If anything, she saw it as a rather entertaining challenge. And thought it had been a little over a week, she was impressed with Spike’s resolve. This didn’t mean she wasn’t gonna try to break this resolve, she was beginning to enjoy seeing how far she could tease him. Spike was a lovable dragon, but he could be a savage when pushed. Smolder had seen it before, and she wants to see it again. With how much he was already struggling, she could only imagine the type of brutal animal that would be unleashed if he finally snapped. But since she wasn’t gonna touch him, she needed to come up with something to tease him, and the wicked idea came to mind with little effort.

“Hey, babe, I have a question.” Smolder asked, her voice already sounding pretty sultry. “Have you ever wanted to just say, fuck it, and knock me up?” Spike nearly gagged on his gasping breath from her comment.

“W-w-w-w-what are you…I mean what do you…” Spike was struggling to put words together, turning to look at the teasing dragoness. “Smolder…you shouldn’t joke like that. We’re in no way ready for kids.” The dragoness only giggled.

“Aw, but think about it.” Smolder said, slowly starting to rub along her belly. “Do you have any idea how big I’ll get if you fuck my eggs full?” She then lifted her hand, until it was several inches off her belly. “Maybe even out to here, and that’s with maybe one or two eggs. But I bet a stud like you could fuck me with half a dozen.” Spike swallowed nervously, not wanting to show how arousing that idea was. “I mean, when Garble knocked up Dragon Lord Ember last season, she was massive.”

Spike’s eyes widened. Was she serious? Did Garble, her brother, impregnate Ember?! He had now idea the two were even close enough to consider that. Then again, he was deemed Savior of the Dragon Lands, when his musical poetry made all the dragons laugh so hard, their hot, flaming breath helped the eggs hatch. So maybe being the savior gave him some benefits? But what did Smolder mean by how massive Ember was? Did Garble really fuck that many eggs inside her? Did she really lay that many eggs? The more he thought, the more his cock was struggling against his pants, which Smolder enjoyed watching.

“So seeing her like that, that slutty look of joy on her face after laying all those eggs was making me think how hot it would be if you got me pregnant next season.” Smolder teased, starting to massage her fat tits as she spoke. “I wonder if my boobs will get so big, I can’t even fly. I bet that would be pretty hot, maybe you’ll have to milk me…” Her eyes then narrowed on Spike’s bulge. “...while I milk you…”

“Okay, I think that’s enough.” Spike said, grunting as he forced himself to turn away, no longer looking at the dragoness. “I…I just came up for some air, and that’s what I’m gonna do.”

“You’re such a dweeb.” Smolder scoffed, licking her lips as she muttered a little under her breath. “And I love it.” Since it was clear he wasn’t leaving, she decided to see how far she could push him.

Continuing to massage her boobs, Smolder let out a low moan. Her soft sounds tingled at Spike’s senses, forcing him to bite at his lower lip to keep himself together. He couldn’t allow himself to break, not yet, and not like this. This only drove the dragoness to keep trying, her other hand slowly rubbing along her belly. She wasn’t exactly lying, she did want Spike to get her pregnant, maybe not during the next season, but eventually she wouldn’t mind having his kids. Since dragon young were raised communally, it was rare for dragons to even know which kids were theirs, and their genes had evolved to never fall under the detriment of incest, so it wasn’t uncommon for siblings, or even parent and adult child to have kids.

In truth, before coming to Ponyville, Smolder was considering getting Garble to knock her up, or even one, or all of his friends, when she came of age. But after meeting Spike, she decided her first clutch would be his, and she had to wait for both of them to fully come of age for it. What was another season or so? Still, she loved the way he was trembling from her moaning, even as she started to touch her delicate, soaking wet pussy lips. She was so damp, as well as sensitive. Fucking only females these past few days weren’t bad, it at least scratched somewhat of her carnal itch, but Smolder was a dragoness who loved cock. She loved having thick slabs of dick meat ruining her holes. And while she and Spike weren’t exactly a monogamous couple, she didn’t want to fuck any other guy but him. Other women? Sure, that was just a tasty snack, but her real hunger was on Spike’s fat, juicy, lip smacking dick.

The more she thought about what she wanted from him, the more she was getting into a masturbating pace. She moaned a little louder, now tugging and teasing at her nipple, sending small, yet growing, waves of pleasure throughout her body. She was loving the idea of pushing him so hard, that he would just tear off his clothes and fuck her into a destroyed mess. Maybe even to the point of breaking through the roof, and the two of them would collapse into whatever room was directly under them? She moaned out a little louder, a couple fingers now digging into her soaking wet pussy, rubbing along her sweet and sensitive spots. And the more sweet sounds she made, the harder it was for Spike to keep control over his throbbing bulge. So much so, Smolder could almost smell her partner’s growing lust.

“Imagine it, babe.” Smolder further teased. “You just take that dick, and fuck me so full of that thick spunk, that all my eggs get fertilized at once. Maybe I’ll even lay a dozen of our babies?” Spike was slowly losing it, he just needed a little more of a push. “Or maybe you want me to moan a little more? You like that? You want your slutty, little, fat tit dragoness moaning like a starved whore for you?” The dragon was slowly losing it, swallowing harder and more nervously as she was moaning even louder. “Fuck…I think I’m gonna cum. Come on, babe. I want you to watch, I want you to see me squirt as I think about you knocking my whore ass up!”

Spike’s restraint could only go so far. He could just barely stop himself from whipping out his dick and fucking his partner into a sloppy, destroyed mess, but he couldn’t stop himself from turning to look. As soon as he did, part of him regretted it. Smolder looked so hot, sexy, alluring, every possibly word he could put together to describe how much he really, really wanted to fuck her. She arched herself upwards, letting her claws dig into her pussy, enough to drive the dragoness over the edge. When she came, flames erupted from her moaning mouth, letting off an intense heat, followed by the squirting of her sweet nectar. Because of where she was laying, she made sure to spray her partner with her juices.

Spike only sat there in shock, having his face soaked by Smolder’s nectar. Instinctively, he licked at the wetness that ran down his face. It was so sweet, so alluring, so intoxicating. Maybe it would be okay if he could fuck her? As long as he didn’t cum, he didn’t break the rules, right? Sure, sure, No Nut November was just no cumming, it didn’t say anything about not fucking. He could get away with just plowing this slutty dragoness into a destroyed mess, right? Swallowing nervously, his body was trembling, almost radiating a faint, steaming heat as he looked at Smolder with ravenous eyes. Looking at him, she felt so sure that she had broken him, there was no way he could resist her now. Spike looked like an animal, ready to pounce on some prey, and she was getting even wetter from it.

“So, how does it feel to be soaked like that?” Smolder commented, further teasing the dragon. He just needed the right push. Spreading her legs, she used her soaked claws to spread her eager, dripping pussy for him. “Come on, I bet you really want to fuck me up for teasing you for like, what, almost two weeks.” She cooed seductively at him. “That’s almost two weeks of not busting a fat nut in your girl. I bet you’re really backed up, so just fuck me and I’ll let you use me like a little, naughty cock sleeve.”

The temptation was becoming too much, he wasn’t going to last much longer. Swallowing again, he was going to blow, he just knew it. Biting hard at his lower lip, so much, that some blood was trickling, he forcibly dragged himself up. His arms were shaking, his eyes were twitching, he was sure that he was developing a migraine as he was fighting against his draconic nature to just conquer this slutty dragoness and fuck her into a destroyed mess, possibly even fuck her through the roof and into the floor below them. No, no, he had to hold himself together, he had to be stronger than this. She was right, it’s only been a little under two weeks. He wasn’t even half way through the challenge yet. He couldn’t stop now, not at this point. If he could go to the halfway point, surely he could make it to the end of the month.

“I-it…it was good to see you up here, Smolder…” Spike was struggling to say, or at least was holding in his lustful panting. He didn’t want her to hear the primal tone in his voice as he was fighting against himself. “I’m sorry, but I-I-I-I need to get back to my work…you know how…how it is…”

“Oh, I know. Believe me, I know.” Smolder replied, playfully rolling her eyes. It was clear Spike wasn’t going to break just yet. Getting up, she swaggered over to Spike, her own legs were also wobbling from her powerful orgasm. “Just remember, I’m gonna remember this.” Brushing her claw gently along the raging bulge in Spike’s pants, she walked by him to grab her clothes. “Oh, by the way, you might want to get back quickly.” Spike didn’t know what she meant, until he looked down.

Though it was subtle, when she brushed her claw against his bulge, it wasn’t to just tease him, she left a small tear in his pants. It was very small, almost impossible to notice, but with the way Spike’s bulge was pulsing and throbbing, that tear was going to grow. Wide eyed at this, he looked to Smolder, who was almost fully dressed again. She did that on purpose. The tear shouldn’t give way by the time he got back to his office, but there was no doubt in his mind that if he kept feeling this pent up, the hole would grow, and his cock would burst free of his pants before the day was over. He tried to say something to the dragoness, but she had already spread her wings, ready to take off.

“See you later, babe.” Smolder teased, winking playfully at the dragon. “And when you’re ready to lose, just call me.” She flew off before Spike could give any rebuttal, and left him to carefully and slowly walk back to his office.

Day 13

The last few days have been hard, harder than what Spike originally thought when taking this challenge. He had almost lost it when Smolder had masturbated to him on the roof of the school, and it was by sheer iron-like willpower that allowed him to leave without fucking her. And it seemed the dragoness had been planning something, as she hadn’t made any other attempt on him since then. No doubt the next thing she would do would be even more intense than the roof. Shaking a little, he wasn’t sure what to do. Were his friends going through the same? His friends, that was it! He should call his friends and ask how they were doing. Quickly pulling out his phone, he flipped through to make out a group message to Big Mac, Discord, and Thorax. Surely these three weren’t having an easy time either, and they could help him with enduring Smolder’s relentless attempts to break him.

“Hey guys! Sorry to come out of nowhere about this, but how are you guys holding up with No Nut November?” Spike messaged the group. “Smolder has been very…well, let’s just say she didn’t like it, and has been trying to break me since day one. How are you guys holding up? Are you guys still going strong in the challenge?” After several long moments, maybe even a couple minutes, the three seemed to notice the message.

“Nope, no problems here.” Big Mac replied, always typing out more than he would normally just say. “Sugar Belle was already pregnant before the month started, so she hadn’t been in the mood anyways.”

“Things are all good for me too.” Discord added. Spike could almost hear the boasting tone of the chaotic creature through his message. “Fluttershy and I don’t need sex to have a stable and healthy relationship, so it’s going very well.”

“And things are going well for me too.” Thorax messaged. “Actually, Ember has been showing Pharyx and me some ways to occupy ourselves.”

As Spike read the messages, which were now becoming more and more about how the others have been, he felt a little better. These three seemed to be able to handle No Nut November much better than he could. And while he was a little disheartened that they were having a way easier time than he was, it only further hardened his resolve. They wouldn’t lie to him about losing, so he trusted them completely. Putting down his phone, he took a deep breath. His cock still ached, making showering slightly more difficult. He couldn’t just stop showering together, but at the rate he was at, he was gonna blow his load just from that. A cold shower, that’s what he needed. A quick, cleansing, cold shower.

“Alrighty! Thank you, guys.” Spike messaged to his friends, not really reading the other messages the three were talking about. “That really helped my day. We’re almost halfway there, so we can do it.” The three responded with confirming and cheerful emojis before the dragon placed his phone down.

At Sweet Apple Acres, sitting on the edge of his bed, a naked Big Mac was still looking at his phone before his eyes set back down on Sugar Belle, who was not just naked, but was moaning a sloppy, whorish, muffled sound as she was busy deepthroating her husband’s throbbing cock. He felt bad for lying to Spike, but he didn’t want to admit that he had lost only a day ago. He wasn’t wrong, his wife had only just been confirmed to be pregnant at the beginning of the month, but she was relentless and ravenous in her lusts. So much so, that once he came, she couldn’t take her mouth off this dick. Big Mac was far too worried about hurting their unborn foal with his thick dick, so Sugar Belle made up for it by throatfucking herself on this cock. Gritting his teeth, the stallion gasped out, feeling himself cumming again.

Sugar Belle eagerly drank down the hot and thick spunk, fluttering her eyes back as she loved the flavor of her husband’s cum. She was almost addicted to it, and he knew just how slutty the normally loving and sweet looking wife could be when they were alone. Holding herself in place, she moaned a little more, suckling a little more on this dick as if she was going to suck the soul right out of this stallion’s balls. Big Mac gasped a little, leaning back, knowing there was no force in Equestria that could pry his wife’s mouth off his dick. Shivering, he could feel her milking out another, smaller spurt of orgasmic delight, tingling along her tongue as she licked and slurped on it. But eventually, and by some mercy, she relented, slowly pulling herself off her husband’

“Oh Big Mac…your cock tastes so good…” Sugar Belle cooed, opening her mouth in a sultry manner, showing that she drank it all down. “My belly is so full, but I want more.”

“Eeyup.” Big Mac smiled warmly, knowing there was no way he was going to talk her out of this. He could smell her arousal, and could only imagine how much she wanted him in her pussy. Reaching down, he rubbed at the small baby bump. “How are you feeling?”

“I feel good, the baby is growing, I know it.” Sugar cooed, groping at her large tits, squeezing at her tender looking nipples until some droplets of milk spilled out. “I’m already making milk, see.” The stallion was amazed how far she was developing, but then as the mare got up, she smiled. “But I’m still so very, very horny.”

“No pussy.” Big Mac said, though he did so almost begrudgingly. “I don’t wanna hurt the baby.”

“Who said anything about my pussy?” Sugar Belle commented, pushing at her husband’s chest, slowly guiding him on his back. His cock, still hard and dripping, pointed upwards, where she reached down to stroke it. “I still have a soft, juicy ass that’s just begging for your cock.” Normally, she wouldn’t be for anal, given how big he was, but it seemed her arousal was just too much for her to bear. “Come on, Big Mac. Fuck your slutty wife’s ass, and make her love being an anal bitch.” The stallion playfully rolled his eyes, knowing there was no way he could stop her now.

In Fluttershy’s cottage, the bed that she shared with Discord was bumping, grinding, and bouncing. The mighty creature was hammering his throbbing cock into the mare’s body. Her huge tits were bouncing wildly, and her fingers were getting sore from clawing into the sheets. It wasn’t even close to noon yet, and he had already come several times into her pussy, it was like Discord was trying to heavily impregnate his girl. While he was one of the guys who suggested the No Nut November challenge, that barely lasted until the end of the day. If anything, he had been fucking Fluttershy even more assertively than usual every single day since. And while the mare was typically seen as pure and innocent, she could be quite naughty when she wanted to. She loved how aggressive Discord had been. Even this morning, she woke up to him blowing a thick load in her pussy, and while he was enjoying breakfast, she was throatfucking herself on his dick.

It wasn’t so much that Discord was lying to his friend, which he was, but it would've been more shocking if he could’ve helped even past the first day. As a creature of spontaneousness, there was no way he could possibly endure not doing something, especially when he was dating one of the sexiest mares in Equestria. Fluttershy was so kind and loving, she was willing to go along with each and every deprived thing the chaotic creature could think of. And slowly, but surely, she was learning to love them, grow addicted to it. She couldn’t even think of how she handled herself before fucking Discord for the first time. His cock was magnificent, not a fully stallion dick, nor like that of a dragon. It was pointed at the end, but thick and throbbing, all with a heavy knot at the end that she loved when he was beating against her pussy lips.

“I’m gonna cum again, my dear.” Discord grunted, still not able to speak too dirty to Fluttershy. “How do you feel?”

“I love it…I love your fat cock…” Fluttershy moaned, her sweet voice speaking such vulgar words not only was such a beautiful and arousing contraction, but it was so hot, that Discord couldn’t help but get ready to blow just from that. “Cum inside me, please. Fuck my pussy and make me pregnant.” Reaching up, she grabbed at the side of her lover’s face. “Give me all your babies.” With that, she started kissing him, passionately making out with him.

This was enough to push Discord over the edge, he needed to cum. Fucking harder, faster, and rough, that it nearly broke the bed in half as be bottomed out in the mare’s pussy. She gasped out a breathless scream of orgasmic pleasure, her eyes rolled back, twitching as she shoved her tongue in Discord’s mouth while cumming. His orgasm was hot, thick, and flooded every inch of her fertile womb. Snapping his fingers, he conjured what looked to be some ethereal screen, in which Fluttershy’s eggs were being bombarded by his seed, almost aggressively as it was like his swimmers were trying to crush her special place with their might.

“Well, look at that.” Discord said, pulling away from his lover’s kissing to show her the screen. “I think I got you pregnant.” His lips curled into a playful smile. “Wanna go for twins?” Fluttershy grabbed him, pulling him back over to him, her legs wrapped around him. There would be no escape, only raw, primal fucking. “Oh my!”

“Are you sure this is okay?” Thorax asked, looking down at Ember, who was busy sucking off both his and his brother’s cocks at once. Her draconic cheeks puffed as both dicks were stuffed into her warm mouth. “I feel bad lying to Spike.”

“He’ll be fine, I’m sure he lost too by now anyways.” Pharyx commented, reaching down to grab at one of Ember’s horns, pulling her over his and his brother’s cock. “Besides, look at her, this dragon whore needs more than just one dick to settle down.” He wasn’t exactly wrong.

Since becoming allies, and eventually close friends, Thorax and Ember have learned a lot about each other. And among their many conversations, the Dragon Lord explained how intense a dragon in season could be, and even before she reaches her peak, the more greedy the dragon, the more intense the urges. And with only a month left before she was ready to be bred, a powerful and greedy dragon like her was insatiable. So much so, that she had all but demanded that Thorax not only fuck her, but even get his brother, and some of, if not all of his finest soldiers to fuck her until she was a bloated pile of gushing cum and twitching scales. Pharyx didn’t mind this arrangement, he actually enjoyed it. Outside of fucking, he and Ember would constantly debate the relationship between the dragons and changedlings, and the chance to put her in her place like some whore filled him with delight.

Being a dragon, Ember did love it rough. And while Thorax did have the bigger dick of the two, he was far too gentle for her liking. Yes, she did enjoy some of the more giving sides of the changedling leader, but when she was this close to season, she needed to be fucked like a piece of ruined property, not a proper lover. Still, she didn’t want to leave Thorax out, and with how hard he was in her mouth, even with Pharynx with them, it made Ember wonder what fetishes Thorax was hiding. Both brothers’ cocks were twitching, pulsing as they were getting closer to orgasm. Ember only bobbed her head with greater speed, making a hot and sloppy sound as she let them throatfuck her. Her eyes were rolling back as she was savoring the difference in their sizes and flavors. There was something about changedling dick that was so addicting, as if it was molding to be perfectly compatible with her.

“Fuck…here it comes you dragon bitch!” Pharyx grunted, hissing through clenched teeth as he was looking down at the dragoness with eager eyes. “Choke on this fat load!” Gripping harder on her horn, he pulled down while thrusting forward.

Thorax’s orgasm matched that of his brother, the two pumping a thick, syrup-like fluid into Ember’s throat, forcing her to drink it all down. The flavor was strange, it was sweet, then sour, then tangy, then nothing. It was as if changedling cum could be whatever they wanted, but their heightened arousal left them incapable of controlling the taste. Ember’s body got so hot, like she was almost in season just from drinking down the hot spunk of these two. For a second, she wondered why she was getting this aroused, like she was graving every drop to not be wasted in her belly, but to be fucked all the way in her womb until she was foaming at the mouth. Pharyx, seeing the aroused and confused look on her face, let out a hearty laugh. And Thorax blushed, seemingly realizing what his brother had done.

“Bet you’re wondering why you feel like you’re ready to cum again.” Pharyx commented, still holding Ember over his and Thorax’s cock. “Well, since you’re so close to being breedible, I figured I wouldn’t want to wait. So I and my brother’s cum was heavily laced with a strong pheromone. So in short, you’re in season now.” Ember’s eyes widened, but any anger she felt only became arousal. “So, how does it feel?”

As soon as both brothers pulled their dicks from Ember’s mouth, the dragoness lunged at them both, knocking them back, though Pharyx flew slightly farther. Now on his back, Thorax was trembling as his partner was stradling herself, grabbing at his cock and lining it up to her pussy. Words were difficult, if not impossible from Ember as she was too turned on to think. She was all but drooling a hot passion as her more primal instincts took over. Before the changedling could say a word, the dragoness dropped on her prey’s cock, burying it all the way inside her. She roared out, cumming a hot release on this dick as her pussy clamped down hard around the length and girth, making the changedling also gasp out in the pleasure. As soon as it was bottomed out inside her, Ember began to ride this dick like she owned it.

“Well, I didn’t expect it to work that well. But fuck it, I’m gonna have my fun too.” Phrayx commented, getting up and walking over to the frenzied dragon lord. Grabbing at her round, soft ass, he gripped at her tail and lined up his cock to her tight asshole. “I’ll start with the ass, then I’ll breed that whore hole of yours after my brother.” With that, he mercilessly slammed his cock in Ember’s ass, making her cum and roar out so loudly, it nearly shook the entire Hive.

“Okay, it should be fine.” Spike said to himself, closing his phone as he felt some reprieve. “They’re doing fine, and so can I.”

Though he had no way of knowing that his friends had not only lost the challenge, but were enjoying themselves with their partners, Spike still felt his confidence swelling. Smolder wasn’t going to make it easy for him, even before they became good friends and fuck buddies, he knew she was a very, very horny dragoness. So all he had to do was endure. He had the will to outlast her, and from all the messages he got from her with other mares and females, he knew she was just trying to build him up. He needed to outlast her, there wasn’t anything she could do that could push him over the edge. No, nothing could do it. Though the more he thought about such a mental declaration, the more he wondered just what her wicked mind could think of.

Day 16

Over two weeks have passed, and Spike was still feeling the effects of this. Though talking with his friends had given him some hope, he was relentlessly bombarded by nearly endless text messages from Smolder. And while these were a number of flirty messages, and nudes, something had become more noticeable. The most recent message, that he only looked at because he was trying to watch some short, funny videos on social media, and a strange message came up. Unlike the usual messages, this one seemed a little more calm, more formal and relaxed. Curious, though knowing he was going to regret it, he opened the message. It was a video, opening with a naked Smolder holding a sign in front that covered her huge tits. It read, PonyFans Verification Video. Spike’s eyes widened. Was she serious? Was she actually considering making a PonyFans account?

“Hey there, I’m Smolder. I’m an eager, slutty dragon looking for a good time, and some hot fucks.” Smolder’s voice called out from the sent video. Spike couldn’t look away from her naked frame as she held the sign against her fat tits. “My partner is being a bit of a cuck right now, so babe, I hope you see how a real cock ruins me.” Tossing the sign away, she smirked as someone was coming into frame. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a male dragon. “Hey there, stud. Ready to fuck my little pussy?”

Spike felt his face sink as a heavy weight bounced in his stomach. Was this real? Was Smolder not just fucking another guy, but was sending the video to him? This wasn’t a live feed, this wasn’t a video call. So whatever he was about to see, it had already happened. He could almost be sick from this, while sadness washed over him. Sure, the two were not an official couple, but there was still some special connection, something that kept the two from really going behind the other’s back. Smolder had encouraged him to fuck other women, even suggesting joining in if he ever did, but he was far too nervous. And while he didn’t mind that his partner would occasionally have some girl on girl action, seeing that she was going to fuck some other guy, some other dragon made him feel like he had lost something special.

“Fuck, that feels good.” Smolder’s moaning voice brought Spike’s despairing mind. Looking at the screen, he could see this dragon, whoever he was, was groping at the dragoness’ huge boobs, tugging and teasing them. “Looks like you’re getting nice and ready.” Reaching down, she started rubbing at the dragon’s cock, which was throbbing and leaking intimidatingly. “But how about you come into the light, show the viewers who’s about to turn me into a cocksleeve.” Whatever sorrow Spike was feeling, it was immediately replaced by jaw dropping confusion as soon as he saw who this mystery dragon was.

It was him, it was Spike. That couldn’t be right, there was no way he was the one fucking her. Hunching over his desk, his eyes were fixed on this video. There was no denying it, he was the one in the frame, and Smolder was all too eager to be fucked by him. And while Spike might get a little crazy when pushed too far, or having a little too much gem ale, he had never been that drunk that he fucked Smolder and forgot about it. Instinctively, he grabbed at the bulge in his pants, and the immediate feeling of pleasure and discomfort reminded him that he hadn’t cum yet. So did Smolder someone get him to fuck her without cumming? No, no that couldn’t be it. So why was he on camera, playing with the dragoness’ body?

The Spike on camera wasted no more time, grabbing at Smolder, pulling her in as the two started making out. Their tongues interlocked and rubbed together in their opened mouths, panting and moaning against the other as her body was trembling in pleasure and delight. The two were already starting to sweat, and the way they were rubbing along the other, it wouldn’t be long before they would give into all instincts and go at it like savage beasts. Spike watched on as this other Spike and Smolder were doing such erotic displays of affection, all while fully aware that they were on camera. Was that how it looked when the two of them fucked? A blush ran across his face, only to then realize that if this was a verification video, then that meant Smolder was planning to not only show this off to anyone who would subscribe to her, but would possibly make more. The dragon’s cock pulsed in his pants at the thought of it.

“That’s enough foreplay.” Smolder moaned, pushing her hands against Spike's strong shoulders. “I need that fat cock in my throat, like right now.”

Kissing at him again, Smolder started to slowly lower herself. Kissing along his neck, then broad shoulders, down his chest, and then finally on her knees to stare directly at his massive cock. The camera followed her, making Spike wonder if this wasn’t a set up camera, but maybe someone working the camera. But who would be helping them? Who did Smolder fuck to arrange all of this? The more he watched, the more aroused he was getting, and the more curious he became. Normally, Smolder would just open her mouth and slam her face on that cock with reckless abandon, but instead, she remained kneeling, only opening her mouth and dangling her tongue in a suggestive and seductive display. Other than that, she waited for Spike to make the next move. And this larger dragon seemed to know what the whore dragoness wanted.

Reaching down, he grabbed at the sides of her head, petting her only gently before grabbing upwards at her horns. Smolder cooed, almost whimpering slightly as she felt the dragon pull her down onto his dick. Kissing at the thick, hard cockhead, the dragoness cooed and moaned over it, rolling her tongue along the tip, using its amazing length to wrap around it a few times. And while normally, Spike would love to have Smolder’s constricting tongue blowjobs, this Spike was different. He didn’t wait for the dragoness to finish, instead pulling her over his length. Her eyes rolled back a little as she felt the great girth be forced not only into her mouth, but her throat was bulging slightly from the size all the way in her. Spike swallowed nervously, only ever seeing her do this when she was turned on enough and did so to herself. He didn’t have it in him most days to throatfuck her. But this dragon didn’t have that hesitation.

Pulling her a little off his length, this Spike slammed himself back into Smolder’s mouth. She gulped down the sheer size, her body trembling, and her nipples getting hard and quivering. Her eyes were still rolled back a little, and this momentary pause was just that, a moment. Pulling him back over and over again, this Spike was brutally facefucking the dragoness, tightening his hold on her horns that the Spike watching this was worried he might just break off Smolder’s horns. Sure, dragon horns routinely grew, molded, and broke off between some seasons, but he never had it in him to be so rough that he would break them. Smolder wouldn’t care though. Aroused enough, she would take pride in it, even brag about it to the other dragonesses back home that her partner was so big, strong, and brutal during fuck sessions.

The Spike fucking Smolder’s mouth let out a low, primal groan, as if he was some savage animal that could dominate any number of dragonesses, maybe even pony mares and other female species. Swallowing nervously, the watching dragon couldn’t help but wonder if this was how he was like during those few and far between times that the dragoness had pushed him. He knew she had a tendency to gossip with her friends about it, so maybe this was it? But that didn’t explain how he could be there, fucking her mouth in such a way, and yet he had no memory of that. No one in her friend circle knew magic that could affect memory, nor could this be some illusion. So how was this happening? His cock continued to painfully bulge in his pants, and he found every instinct to masturbate to it.

Smolder’s body was trembling, almost submissively to this dragon. Even when she would facefuck herself on Spike’s dick, there was always an indication that she was the dominant one. She could be on her back, legs by her head, and her face was twisted and warped into a goofy, fucked silly smile, and the dragoness would still, somehow, be the dominant one in the relationship. But Spike saw no such display on her face while she was getting fucked by this Spike. He was brutal, savage, merciless, and the look of sheer pleasure and submission on her face only added to it. If this was any other male, the dragon would feel as though he had been struck by some betrayal, or at least feel the heartache that he hadn’t given the dragoness what she desired, and so she found someone who would. But this was different. It wasn’t a different dragon, it was him, and yet he still couldn’t figure out how it was him.

Faster and harder, this Spike fucked into Smolder’s mouth. It was clear that he was going to cum at any moment. And from how big, strong, and masculine he was so far, the watching Spike could only imagine just how much this mighty dragon could fuck into the dragoness’ mouth. Swallowing nervously, he couldn’t look away, his own dick throbbing, almost to the point of breaking through the stitching that he had to do to fix the damage Smolder did days ago. The dragoness’ hands were also busy, Spike was too busy seeing the way this dragon was fucking her mouth to notice until now. Her claws were rubbing feverishly at her pussy, almost fisting her soft, soaking embrace in anticipation with everything she could. The intensity was becoming so much so, that faint steam was misting off them as they were reaching orgasm.

Arching his head back in a primal roar, a dominating bellowing of pleasure, this Spike rammed himself as hard as he could into Smolder’s mouth, making her eyes no only roll back, but were watering and twitching as she was forced to drink the impressive amount of hot, thick, and potent dragon seed. Even the camera shook slightly, clearly arousing whoever was holding it. Smolder drank down as she could, her throat bulging from the intense volume that was filling her belly, which was also slowly starting to bulge. Spike has had several heavy loads before, and he always marveled at just how much Smolder could handle, but this amount was bigger, maybe even twice, or even more than what he had done on his most pent-up days.

For a moment, Spike wondered if this was going to be what he would experience once No Nut November was over. The idea that all that hot and strong cum he had been storing would come out in a massive burst. How would Smolder handle it? Would he even be with her by that point? Since she managed to somehow find another Spike, there was perhaps no longer a point to this challenge. If it meant keeping his partner, he would be willing to lose this ridiculous thing. At least, he was prepared to, but when he looked back at the video from his deep thoughts, he noticed something; the Spike in the video was gone. Instead, standing there, moaning and trembling, cock still buried in Smolder’s mouth, was Ocellus. The dragon’s eyes widened. Not just the relief that this was a fake, but more the embarrassment that he never believed that this changedling could be talked into something like this.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold it in anymore.” Ocellus weakly cooed, the dick in Smolder’s mouth slowly regressing until it altogether vanished. Looking over to the camera, her eyes widened. “Silverstream, is the camera still recording?”

“Huh? Let’s see…” Silverstream’s bubbly voice came in. Pulling the camera, Spike could see the hippogriff’s smiling face. “The red dot means recording right?”

“You gotta be kidding me.” Smolder grumbled, swallowing down the last of the cum before looking at the camera. Groaning out, she rubbed her head with her pussy soaked claws. “Urgh. Oh well, guess the joke’s out.” Shaking her head, she looked at the camera. “Sorry to lead you on like that, babe. I just thought it would be hot and funny.” And then the video ended.

Spike sat there, just lost in a daze. So it was a prank? Some practical joke to try and get him more and more aroused? Was she planning on getting him so pent-up and jealous that he would come to her and fuck her into a slobbering mess just to assert his dominance? And the fact she managed to rope Ocellus, and Silverstream into this was just something he didn’t expect. He knew the changedling and her would do things on occasion, the video of those two in the locker room was evidence enough of that. But how did she manage to get the hippogriff in on this joke? His heart was hammering. He was a little annoyed by this, and yet he felt relief that there wasn’t another dragon Smolder wanted to see. And in hindsight, he really should’ve seen some of this coming, and yet he didn’t. Taking a deep breath, he closed the video, only to see a message from the dragoness.

“Hey, babe.” Smolder’s text message came, noticing that Spike had now seen the video message. “So…what did you think?”

Day 19

The last few days have been a little more stable. Since that video prank went wrong, Smolder had been somewhat kinder to Spike. Though she would occasionally flirt with him, she would do other things to help him at ease. Setting up a hot, mineral rich, salt and gem dust bath, as well as giving him a nice, sensual massage; even purposefully avoiding his cock when she did so. To him, this was her attempt to apologize for the video prank. Spike was okay with this, it was nice to not have to worry about her jumping his cock at any moment, but he was always a little cautious. It was still clear to him that one way or another, she was going to try and get him to break from the challenge. Still, he was happy about today, it was Ogre and Oubliette night with the guys; well, guys plus Pinkie and Rainbow, who have become avid players in the tabletop game. So all he had to do was endure the rest of the days until then.

With the comfort that his friends were in the same circumstances that he was, Spike felt like this would be the best chance to escape from the pressure and stress that Smolder had put him under. Setting up the gaming room within the Castle of Friendship, the dragon was eager to begin. Normally, these preparations would include getting the table, game master screen, along with the numerous figures as monsters, and their own characters. Looking at the clock, he was eager to see it was almost time. The box, the magical item that Discord created to allow them to play into the game as their own characters, without the use of a Game Master. It was a work in progress, but so far had a lot of fun adventures. Thinking about how today's adventure should go, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

“Oh? You guys are early.” Spike commented, looking at who was walking in. His eyes widened a little as he saw the usual Pinkie and Rainbow, but then saw Smolder. “Smolder?! What are you doing here?” He also noticed the party was short for some players. “Where’s Discord and Big Mac.”

“Something about being sick.” Pinkie answered in her giggly tone. “Applejack said that Big Mac hasn’t left his bed at all today.”

“Yeah, Fluttershy said something about Discord needing to fix a hole in her house.” Rainbow added, laughing a little. “And she even told him he couldn’t use magic to fix it.”

“Oh…I see…” Spike nodded, not realizing this was a result of his friends fucking their lovers so much and so hard. “Anyway, why is Smolder here?”

“I wanted to join Game Night.” Smolder explained, smirking at Rainbow and Pinkie. “They told me about the game, and it sounds fun.”

“I…okay, okay…” Spike said, hoping that maybe with Pinkie and Rainbow there, Smolder wouldn’t try anything. “Alright, well, if they can’t make it, I guess we’ll have to try a different adventure. Something a little easier for our newest player.”

“Oh! I have something in mind!” Pinkie giggled, bouncing cheerfully, which caused her chest to bounce a lot. “Can I? Can I?”

“S-sure…” Spike said, swallowing nervously as he tried not to look at her huge boobs like that. “Just touch the box and think about your adventure.”

“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie said, skipping over to the box to decide her adventure. “Let me just get this thing going.” As she touched the box, she shivered. “Ooo! It tickles!”

Spike had grown up knowing the mares, but as he got older, especially during No Nut November, he started noticing just how good looking his friends were. Pinkie was one of the most dangerous ones around this time. With a very sexy, curvy body, along with her cheerful, flirting personality, which more than once, he was certain she was actually a slut. It wasn’t like, to his knowledge, Pinkie would fuck anyone who gave her attention, or bits, but more than once he thought he overheard Thunderlane talking about going to one of Pinkie’s “After Hours” parties, for things he never would’ve thought. It also didn’t help the fact that she dressed in clothes that were borderline skin tight, and more than once, he wondered if she even knew what a bra was.

Rainbow was a lot more manageable. She didn’t have nearly as big a chest or hips as her friends, being even a little more petite than Twilight, especially after she became an alicorn. But this was because of the pegasus’ athletic body, which she did enjoy showing off. More often than not, she enjoyed wearing short shorts, which did show off and compliment her tone, tight looking ass, and her shirt was more like a belly shirt that somewhat showed off her abdomen and muscles. Spike couldn’t deny that despite not looking as feminine as her friends, there was a rough and tough charm about Rainbow’s body that he couldn’t help but find attractive. But he didn’t want to feel like he was creeping on his friends, especially with all the years he had pined for Rarity.

“Here we go!” Pinkie giggled, her laughter shaking Spike from his thoughts. “I have the perfect one. So let’s make Smolder a character!” Turning the box a few more times, she triggered it.

In a flash of light, one that seemingly consumed the entire room, Spike found himself in what looked to be a large castle, similar to that of the Castle of Friendship, blurred and mixed with that of both Canterlot Castle, and the Crystal Empire Castle. Looking himself over, Spike could see he was his wizard, Garbunkle, while Pinkie was her bard, Punkie, and Rainbow was her rogue, Blitz, but it was what Smolder was that nearly caused the dragon’s jaw to drop. The dragoness was dressed in an armor, similar to that of what Ember wore when she competed for the Bloodstone Scepter, but with heavy modifications. The only metal on her just barely covered her large boobs, and crotch area, with the only other fabric being somewhat leather-like, and near transparent. It was like some bikini armor from some decades old advertisement for the game, coupled with a massive polearm at her side.

“Looks like Smolder is a barbarian.” Rainbow commented, chuckling a little. “Good, good. Since Mac ain’t here, we might need a tank.”

“Y-yeah…sure…” Spike said, trying not to gawk at the dragoness as he looked about the room. “This castle feels like we’re in-”

“Oh, brave heroes!” Called a voice that sent a shiver throughout Spike’s being. Looking over to the source of it, he could see Rarity, or rather, the non-player character of Princess Shmarity that he had created when he first started this game. But aside from a rather lazy change in her color tones, she looked exactly like their friend. “I am so glad you have come. The evil Squizard had placed a terrible curse upon me.”

“A curse?!” Spike asked, hoping that a little roleplay will help him keep his focus from No Nut November. “What might this curse be?” As he asked, he failed to notice the other three were having a few whispers behind his back. “If there’s anything I can do, please tell me.”

“Oh, brave, powerful, and handsome Garbunkle.” Shmarity cooed, fluttering her eyes at the dragon wizard, which made him blush. While Sir McBiggun and Captain Wuzz are battling the Squizard in the grand halls, I feel the curse will take me, if I am not saved.” Pinkie and Rainbow playfully rolled their eyes, as the facsimile was so similar to the real Rarity’s over dramaticness. “You see…” Gripping at her royal regalia, the princess started undressing before the dragon’s shocked eyes. “I need you to release your magic seed into my body!”

Spike nearly fainted. This was something he had been fantasizing about for years, and even if this was just a game, the idea that this fake Rarity wanted him to cum inside her was beyond what he expected. Pinkie, Rainbow, and Smolder couldn’t hold in their laughter as they heard this, with Spike immediately realizing what was happening. They had planned this. But when did they come up with this? Before arriving? Even earlier? As far as he knew, Smolder didn’t hang out with the other two that much, so did they know he was doing the No Nut November challenge? Still, he was stuck with an impossible choice, and one that would take everything in his power to overcome.

“Please, great and mighty wizard.” Shmarity now moaned, fully stripping to reveal her bare, naked body to the dragon. “Only your magical seed in my womb can end this curse.”

“Y-yes…my…my seed…of course…” Spike muttered weakly aloud. “Just one moment, I need to discuss this with the others.” Before the mare could answer, he rushed to the other three. Now loudly whispering, his panic echoed in his voice. “What the fuck is going on?!”

“What? I thought you always wanted that?” Pinkie giggled, winking a little at the dragon. “How do you like how she looks? I wanted to make sure it was perfect.”

“You mean…” Spike muttered nervously, looking back over to the curvy, sultry looking form of the Princess. “That is…is…”

“Oh yeah. Miss prim and proper totally looks like that naked.” Rainbow chuckled, winking too at the dragon. “So go on. Go fuck the Princess.”

“Come on, babe. I don’t mind.” Smolder added, which didn’t help with the pent up heat in Spike’s body. “I bet she moans like one of those stuck up whores.”

“Oh, you have no idea.” Pinkie commented, giggling but then noticed the confused look on Spike’s face. “Oh, my bad.”

“Welp, might as well tell him.” Rainbow said, shaking her head a little, which Pinkie only blushed a little between her small, eager giggles. “So Smolder told us you’re doing that stupid challenge, and so we’re here to break you out of it.” Before Spike could say a word, she continued. “You see, Pinkie and I love when cute guys like you try to do that challenge. You know how hot it is to see that look on a guy’s face when they blow that pent up load? Fuck, that’s hot. And well, last year, we managed to convince Rarity to get in on it, and just flashing those fat tits at the guy made like half a dozen cream their pants. But you’re our friend, so we’ll let you fuck her instead of just teasing.” Spike only stood there, mouth agape at this. Was she serious? Did they actually have Rarity do that?

“Come on, please. My brave, strong, wizard.” Shmarity moaned out, now laying on a large reclining couch, similar to the one Rarity would normally throw herself on when stressed or worried. Her glistening pussy was on full display, making the bulge in his pants nearly tear through his wizard robes. “Only your hot, powerful, delicious seed can save me from this curse.”

“I don’t think he has it in him to do it.” Smolder giggled, looking at the other girls. “Think we should help him out?” Rainbow and Pinkie both eagerly nodded.

Before Spike could fully process what was happening, the three grabbed at his wizard robes, and with a swift motion, all but tore it from the dragon’s body. He wasn’t fully naked, but his cock was now out and on full display. Rainbow’s eyes widened, and Pinkie’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Smolder had told them that the dragon was pretty well endowed, but they had known him since he was a little guy. So seeing this thick, juicy, meaty looking slab of dragon dick attached to the adorable, and almost innocent look on his face was certainly something they didn’t expect. The dragon gasped out, and when he tried to cover himself, Smolder grabbed at his arms, using her superior strength to hold him in place.

“Oh wowie zowie!” Pinkie said, not even giggling as she stared at this dick. “I didn’t know Spike was so big.”

“I know, right. How much blood does it take to fill that up all the way?” Rainbow asked, wiping her mouth as she gawked at the throbbing member. Sniffing for a moment, she trembled. “Aw…fuck. You smell that Pinkie? That’s the smell of some quality, backed up dick.”

“I mean, it’s almost the end of the month, so he must be really pent-up.” Pinkie said, licking her lips as she reached down to grab at Spike’s dick, making him gasp out at her touch. “It’s so hot, and I can feel it pulsing.”

“How far do you think this thing could go if it blew now?” Rainbow asked, chuckling in a mischievous tone. “I mean, fuck Rarity, I want to make this fat slab of meat blow.”

“Oh? You too?” Pinkie giggled, gripping at Spike’s cock. “I mean…this is just a game, so it’s not like this counts as cumming, right?”

“Yeah, I don’t think this would count?” Smolder chuckled, holding Spike closer to her, making his back rub against her boobs. “Come on, Spike. When are you gonna get a chance like this again? So just let it all out. Fuck these sluts and see if you can knock them up in the game.”

The temptation, the thoughts, it was all too much for Spike. He was going to lose, he was going to fail the challenge and cum just from this. Swallowing hard, he knew struggling wouldn’t work. And there was no way he was going to be able to last much longer with both Rainbow and Pinkie fighting over his dick. Gritting his teeth, he hissed a little of his hot breath as he realized there was only one way out of this. Though Smolder was restraining him, he managed to slip one hand free. Rather than try and break out of this embrace, he pulled a small bottle from the hidden pockets of his robes, at least what remained of his robes. Uncorking it with his teeth, he downed the contents. Before another word could be said, the dragon’s eyes rolled back, and he collapsed, gurgling at the mouth.

“Garbunkle takes 57 Points of Poison Damage from the Wyrm Poison.” A magically generated screen announced, hovering off the collapsed player’s body. “Garbunkle has died.” With that, the character vanished, leaving the three girls staring on before breaking out in a hearty laugh over how far Spike went to avoid cumming.

Day 22

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.”

Day 25

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.

Day 01

Author's Note

You waited and read through ten chapters, so enjoy a nice 10,000 word finale.

Day 01

Any minute now, that’s how much longer Spike needed to wait. Sitting at the edge of his bed, he was staring at the clock. The month was almost over, his body was swelling, now upwards to twice his normal size from all the pent-up teasing, taunting, and temptations that he had endured for the last thirty days. His mind paced over to every single one who had tried to break him. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were terrible, even to the end, sending him nudes of themselves, but Smolder was the worst. Though she seemed to have stopped a couple days ago, she had still tried to get him to give in.

The only day that he nearly gave in, was when he learned his friends lied to him. He was devastated, he was hurt, he was angry, but he didn’t give up, didn’t give into the temptation. But now, as the minutes were counting to their end, his eyes narrowed. Counting down to midnight, his muscles swelled, his body grew a little more, his head was almost reaching halfway to the ceiling. Even the sound of the clock’s ticking was adding to the pacing of his heart. Tick…tock…tick…tock…almost, it was almost time. The veins in his body grew, letting more and more blood flow throughout him, and his cock was swelling to the arousal he had held together for all his time. And then, just as the clock struck midnight, the dragon let out a mighty roar, one that shook the entire Castle of Friendship.

“Spike? Spike!” Twilight’s voice called out, all but bursting through the door, magic at the ready. “Are you okay? I heard a roar. Are you-” Her eyes widened at what she saw in the room. It was Spike, but yet not Spike. “I…I can see I came at a bad time. So…just try to keep it down. Okay? Thanks? Night.” Before any word or action could be done by the mighty dragon, the alicorn nervously slammed the door shut.

“And then, I told her that while I didn’t do the essay, I'd be more than happy to do an oral examination.” Smolder giggled with her friends, playfully teasing with her long tongue between two fingers. “You should’ve seen the look on her face.”

“What happened, what happened?” Silverstream, bouncing in a giddy giggle, asked. “What happened next?”

“Well, let’s just say when we were done, I walked away with a better grade.” Smolder smirked, oozing confidence in her friends. Groping at her tits, she giggled. “I might have some good D’s, but I know how to get better grades by shoving my tongue in some hot A’s.”

“Yona doesn’t get it.” Yona asked, tilting her head in confusion. “What did you do with the teacher to get a better grade?”

“Well, you see-” Smolder was about to answer, but then from behind, a massive, purple claw grabbed at the top of her head. Tensing up, she looked up to see the large and imposing Spike. “Oh, hey babe, how’s it going?”

“S-Spike?!” Ocellus blushed, covering her eyes as she noticed that the massive dragon was completely naked. His cock was hanging low, throbbing, and it was radiating a powerful, nose burning musk. “I…I…I…” The words, whatever they were, were stuck in her throat.

“...Smolder…” Spike’s throat bellowed, almost like a low, guttural growl. “...come…” Not waiting for a response, he started dragging the dragoness by her head as he turned to walk away.

“I’ll explain it later, Yona.” Smolder said, completely unbothered by how Spike was handling her. “I’m about to be fucked to death by my babe. So see you girls later.”

“See you later.” Silverstream waived back, giggling along. “Don’t have too much fun.”

“Smolder will be fine, right?” Yona asked, both blushing and concerned. “Yona has never seen Spike so big before. He looked like he could smash through a wall.” She trembled, almost fidgeted a little.

“I know, right?” Silverstream couldn’t help but fidget a little too. “I wonder if I could’ve gotten Gallus like that.”

“Would Sandbar have gotten big like that, or is that just a dragon thing?” Yona pondered aloud as well. “Should I try?”

“I mean…if there was a way to get them that pent up, but I’m not sure if I could let him get away with it.” Silverstream said, rubbing her chin. “I mean, I’m ready to call him up and see if he’s busy.”

“I…I think I could help…” Ocellus weakly and timidly said, though it was more like a low whispering. Blushing still, she was speaking through her embarrassed face in her hands. “I…I know that there are ways to kinda induce the same effect…”

“Really?!” Silverstream gasped, her eyes radiating with eager and giddy hearts. Nodding at Yona, the two of them scooped up Ocellus, under her arms, hoisting her a little. “Come on, Ocellus, we’re gonna need help with this one.” The changedling blushed, swallowing nervously as she wondered if she would’ve been better not having mentioned that.

Bursting into his bedroom, both Spike and Smolder were passionately making out. Her arms were wrapped around his large head, her tongue sliding in his mouth as it embraced and coiled around his. While he groaned and growled, she was moaning about her hot passion. This was it, she was finally going to get the fat dick she had been without for a month now. The dragon’s massive size was growing, swelling until he no longer needed to hold her upwards. The sheer strength of his massive dick was sufficient enough to keep her upwards. Smolder tingled, feeling her pussy getting so absolutely wet. The build up was finally over, the waiting had come to its end, and now she was about to be fucked into an destroyed, goofy state. Her own draconic instincts were burning within her, as if she was at the height of her mating cycle.

“Bet you’ve been wanting this all month long?” Smolder playfully teased, groping at her fat tits, still moaning in Spike’s mouth as they continued to kiss. “I bet you’ve wanted to give up and fuck me since you started? Well, I’m here now, so you better fuck me.” Pulling back, Spike seemed to have an idea as to what he wanted to do first.

Lifting Smolder upwards, he didn’t throw her on the bed, not yet anyways. Rather, he held her aloft, opening his mouth as his slithering, thick tongue slipped from his sharpened maw. The dragoness trembled a little, feeling that this appendage was much bigger than he would’ve normally been. It was dripping with saliva, and the way he was bringing it closer to her plump, dripping, needy pussy lips, she could imagine how it was about to feel to be tonguefucked like this. As soon as the delicate taste of her sweetness touched against the tip of his tongue, any restraint seemed to leave him. Immediately, he pulled her down over his mouth, shoving his tongue into her pussy. Smolder gasped out as she came her sweet nectar all over the dragon’s mouth, his tongue had pushed nearly all the way to her womb, causing a noticeable bump in her belly.

Her body trembled from the intense orgasm, never having felt Spike’s tongue be this big, or so deep. It was like he was trying to tongue fuck her into a sloppy mess, just as foreplay. Her eyes rolled back, fluttering a little, her own tongue was dangling a little. Spike kept his tongue in the dragoness for a little while longer before slowly pulling it out. Smolder trembled a little, her pussy was so wet, so sensitive, and quivered as it slowly closed from the thick size that had licked its way deep in her womb. She couldn’t even form the words, only the faint murmurs, and cooing moans of her own orgasm still washing over her in an afterglow. Her chest heaved from the deep breaths she was taking.

Spike, still primal in thought, didn’t bother to let Smolder have too much time to rest and recover. Dropping her, she landed on the bed with a bouncing plop. Before she could even say a word about it, he grabbed at one of her legs, lifting it a little as she slapped his cock on her. He was massive, three, maybe four times bigger than his usual size. And as for thickness, it looked like it was as girthy as the dragoness’ body. Such a big, strong smelling, meaty thing would utterly ruin even fully grown and experienced dragons. Smolder swallowed nervously, her eyes widening with both fear and arousal, and her pussy was on the verge of squirting again. This dick was going to destroy her, and she loved it.

“So…you're gonna just stand there staring?” Smolder asked, doing her best to show no fear as this cock was long enough to run from her quivering pussy, upwards to her neck. “Or are you gonna fuck me with this thing?” Tilting her head down, she licked in a teasing manner at the oozing cockhead. “Come on, big guy. You’ve kept this away from me all month. And now I want it all.”

If there was such a thing as restraint, or mercy, or even control left in the dragon, the slutty dragoness’ words only banished them away. Pulling his cock a little back, Spike kissed the dripping, slick cockhead against her soft, needy pussy entrance. Smolder cooed, feeling as this thick head was slowly wedging itself into her soaking entrance. But once the head was more or less secure inside her, she was ready to tell the draconic beast not to hold back. She was confident in her flexibility, not to mention her possible size queen fetishes, she was sure she could handle it. But before a word could leave her whore mouth, Spike rammed himself in her. The next second was a strange blur, like her body submitted and stretched out, but it wasn’t until the next second that Smolder felt it.

Her belly bulged out in such a way that would scare anyone who was looking at her. Spike’s dick bottomed out hard within her, pumping all the way into her womb, and utterly reshaping it in the form of this cock. It was just so big, the way it was filling her up, and though there was pain, in fact, she was in a tremendous amount of pain, it quickly became an even greater, overwhelming amount of pleasure. Her eyes were twitching, going cross eyed as she came again on this dick. She had never been so full before, and Spike only kept himself inside her for a few moments before pulling partially out. But when about half the length was pulled, he rammed it back into her, filling her up again.

Smolder gasped, moaning, and was nearly foaming at the mouth from the feeling of this dick almost rearranging her insides and punching hard against her womb. She was getting hot, like she was being forced to ovulate. Was Spike’s dick beating so hard and rough against her, that it was prematurely triggering her fertility? She couldn’t think, words and thoughts were destroyed and rippled with each hammering thrust. The larger dragon thrusted hard, pushing himself with every ounce of his strength, as well as the month’s long, pent-up arousal he had been waiting for. If there was a single thought coursing through his mind, it was only the many, many temptations and teasing that he had endured.

Not just with Smolder, but Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and the feelings of betrayal and embarrassment he felt knowing that Big Mac, Discord, and Thorax failed the challenge and lied about it. He wasn’t in the right mindset, he wasn’t focused on really anything but fucking, and for a brief moment, felt like it was his right as the winner to fuck whoever he wanted. This growing desire of lust and greed only added to his already large physique. His cock swelled some more, making Smolder gasp out from having herself being stretched out even more. And the hammer thrusts of his cock didn’t stop or slow down for a moment. Her belly only flattened and bulged with each motion of his body.

“Fuck…Spike…so much…dick…” Smolder moaned out, reaching out to grab at the dragon’s hands, or at least one of them. Pulling it over, she rested it on her fat tits. “Come on…stud…don’t you want to make your slutty bitch scream?” Even as she was shuffling between sharp pain and mind melting pleasure, she continued to taunt and tease her lover.

Spike’s hand released her leg, but in the process of getting more on the bed, he lifted her legs upwards and closer to her head. Grabbing now at her boobs with both hands, he fondled and groped them so roughly, Smolder wondered if he was planning to pull them off or something. Either way, the pleasure only increased, and her body rippled and bounced a little as the dragon was fulling fucking his lover into the bed. He was pressing his full strength against her curvy, slutty body, with every clear instinctual intention to mate and breed her into a destroyed mess. Smolder couldn’t even begin to think of what was going to come after. All that mattered was the pleasure now.

“Come on…h-harder…fuck me harder…” Smolder moaned, still trying to push the dragon over the edge. “Fuck my pussy, fuck it up like you own it. Cause this fat…massive…meaty…” Her words were starting to trail off as she was letting out more and more whorish moans. She was going to cum again soon.

The bed creaked, cracked, and was bending in some places as Spike fucked everything he had into Smolder’s body. She moaned out, cumming over and over again on this dick, feeling as if she was so full and yet knew that when he would cum, it would be so intense, that she would swell even further. But she didn't care. Her eyes rolled back, twitching and almost cross-eyed as she was gritting her teeth, hissing in her moaning climax. Spike was relentless, not stopping, or even coming close to slowing down. His cock swelled and throbbed, pulsing as he was going to cum. The build up that he had been holding inside himself for a month was finally going to be unleashed.

“Fuck…you’re gonna cum? Are you gonna blow that fat load right in my fucking pussy?” Smolder hissed and moaned, feeling as this dick was growing even more. There was pain, but the pleasure that followed only drowned it all out. “Come on, come on you fucking bastard. Fuck me up, breed me with that fat dick!” If Spike could even hear her words, it was hard to say, but he only kept smashing himself into his lover.

This draconic cock only further swelled and pulsed, before finally, Spike roared out. The orgasm was finally here, his month’s worth of pent up frustration, passion, and deprived lusts was gonna be let out from their hung prison. Bottoming out his entire length into her, Smolder’s body bulged in a way that would horrify anyone, even some dragons. The fact she could endure such a massive size, as well as the now exploding orgasm was nothing short of some miracle. There was a moment, the briefest moment in time, like before, where there were no feelings. Smolder’s nerves were not fast enough to process what she had just endured. But then, she felt it. Spike’s hot climax filled her.

Though filling her was just a severe understatement. Spike flooded her insides with his fat cock and heavy load. Her womb bloated to the point it looked as if she was holding in a dozen or so fully developed eggs. Even her tubes were drowned in the hot spunk, soaking her ovaries directly. At this rate, she was going to end up perpetually impregnated. Smolder’s eyes rolled back as she gasped out a breathless scream of orgasmic pleasure. But she just barely managed to stay conscious as Spike held himself in place, pumping load after heavy rope of this spunk. Her insides were being seeded by this cum, and she loved every second of it.

Smolder’s season wasn’t going to be for a while, and yet she could feel it. Spike’s big, beautiful swimmers weren’t just breeding her, they were fucking her eggs directly. Every ounce of his spunk was brutally beating and violating every fertile inch of the dragoness’ womb. She wasn’t just going to have a few, or several, or even a dozen eggs. With the sheer amount of life giving spunk that was so hard and deeply fucked into her, she was going to lay dozens and dozens of eggs. Her entire body was so hot, steaming a little, and her nervous system was practically on fire as it surged throughout her curvy, bred form.

When the orgasm settled down a little, Spike slowly pulled himself from Smolder’s pussy, leaving only a gaping mess so wide open, a pony could ram their whole arm in her and squeeze her womb directly. Her belly was massive, maybe four or more times bigger than the rest of her body. The dragoness was thoroughly bred, knocked up with each and every egg that Spike could give her, and yet she was just barely holding herself together. Quivering, gibbering, whimpering, and murmuring, she foamed a little at the mouth as her eyes were practically swirls from the amount of orgasms she had just taken, as well as the brutal and intense impregnation she was fucked with.

“So…fucking…full…” Smolder cooed, weakly rubbing at her impregnated belly with trembling hands. “Fuck…waiting this long…was almost worth it…” But Spike said nothing, only continued to stare at her, with his cock still as large and throbbing with life as before. “Oh? Not done yet?” Reaching down, the dragon only answered by grabbing the dragoness.

Like a ragdoll, he effortlessly flipped her over, laying her on her bloated belly. The little pressure of her body weight on her swollen belly caused some cum to gush out, making her moan a little, but then the strong, large claws of Spike on her ass roused her a little. It didn’t take long for her to realize what he was planning. Pressing his slick, still hard and intimidating cockhead against her asshole, she barely had a moment to adjust as she felt this monsterous size ram its way into her tight tailhole. She gasped out again, feeling as her body utterly submitted to Spike’s dick, and she felt as if he was cock punching her organs, and each proceeding, hammering thrust was going to rearrange her insides.

“Fuck…Spike…just…ah fuck…” Smolder moaned, her head limping over on a pillow. Her tongue dangled from her mouth, with some other foam dripping. “My…fuck me. Can’t think…too much…fuck…” Spike’s humping motions only increased, beating his hips against the dragoness’ fat and sexy ass.

The sound of sloppy smacks against her fat ass only echoed out in this room, and the way she was clamping down so tightly on him only added to the growing pleasure that was rippling throughout his body. Huffing and panting out, his hot breath was making small motes of flames that licked about the air, adding to the overall heat in this room. Smolder moaned out, unable to form anything that came close to a coherent word or sentence. She couldn’t even think, only letting every moment that passed be dedicated only to the pleasure she felt from her ass being stretched just as much as her pussy was.

Every thrust that Spike brought down on her only caused her to be pushed against the bed, squirting and gushing out more of the hot spunk that was flooded in her fucked open pussy. This didn’t slow the dragon down as he thrusted with every hard and brutal strike he could. Her body shook and bounced on this dick, and he was pushing until he couldn’t fit any more cock inside her. She moaned and gurgled, eyes fully rolled back and twitching. Her tongue dangled, and she felt nothing but mind melting pleasure. Smolder came every so often, smaller bursts, but enough to slowly add to the pool of sweat, cum, and nectar that she was laying as Spike continued his thrusts.

Picking up speed, Spike was going to cum again. Holding himself back for the month didn’t do much for his stamina, but his recovery was vastly increased. There was no way he was going to be able to stop just from blowing one, two, or even seven or more loads. He was driven by the instinctive urges to just fuck, and fuck, and fuck, and fuck until his cock would finally go limp. It didn’t matter how long this would take, and he might just spend all of December fucking his lover into the sloppy, cum gushing, pregnant, and utterly wrecked whore mess that she deserved to be for the month’s long teasing she put him through.

Hammering and beating against her insides, his sin against nature of a cock was punching into her organs, and he was about to cum again. Smolder, still somewhat conscious, was letting out weak moans as she was cumming again from this savage ass fucking. The massive dragon picked up his speed more, making a louder, faster sounding slapping sound before he finally slammed himself as hard and deep as he could. Thankfully, Smolder’s flexible body was able to handle it enough as to not have this dick go all the way through her. But when this fat cock blew its load, she had no such luck with his orgasm.

It was brief at first, but then as the dragoness moaned out in her next climax, the hot release of Spike’s cum burst out of her mouth, with some trickling out of her nose as her eyes twitched from the pleasure. Her belly only further grew, with now both her stomach and womb so full of cum, and what she couldn’t contain within herself was being blown out the other end. Her entire body tightened up, clamping along the thick length that had fucked her into this state. And if there was any thought, any singular thought in her cum addled, destroyed and melted mind, it would be how she didn’t have a single regret. She teased her lover to this point, and she loved every second of how brutal and primal he was with her body.

While Spike was proceeding to the next round of fucking his lover even deeper into her orgasmic coma, peeking through a crack in the door, a pair of eyes were trembling with excitement. Pinkie and Rainbow, having been messaged by Smolder before the full on fucking began, had considered walking in on this, joining and making this some hot and sexy session. But as soon as they saw the way the dragon brutally conquered and destroyed the dragoness’ holes, they hesitated. It wasn’t that they were scared of some rough play, sluts like them enjoyed it, but there was such a sense of fear, as if they weren’t given permission to enter. Still, they had been feverishly masturbating in the hallway as they watched from their peaking spot.

“Holy fuck…did you see that?” Pinkie giggled and moaned, one hand fingering in her soaking wet pussy, while the other tugged at one of her fat and plump nipples. “Spike’s cock is so big.”

“And did you see what he did to Smolder’s ass?” Rainbow added, practically fisting her pussy and asshole with each hand. “Fuck…I want to see if he can get me to blow it out the other end.”

“Think we should go in?” Pinkie asked, feeling somewhat more confident than before, but was still a little hesitant. “I mean…he’s got to still have more in those huge balls, right?”

“Oh yeah, no way he’s out after a few hot…heavy…delicious…” Rainbow’s words trailed off. She leaned a little against the door, practically licking a little at the door as she stared in. But in doing so, the door opened, causing her to stumble into the room. Pinkie remained standing, but saw the look on Spike’s face as he noticed them. “Oh shit…hey there…big guy…”

Both mares were incredibly nervous, especially as the dragon’s cock was now fully turned at them. Smolder was fully unconscious now, having been fucked into nearly an orgasmic coma. Any sounds that came from her were only the involuntary and bodily twitches that caused some of the excess cum to squirt out of her pussy, throat, and ass. Pinkie and Rainbow remained where they were, unmoving, or rather too intimidated by this dragon to flee. But equally, they were so aroused, on the verge of a small orgasm just from the way Spike looked at them. He was a starved beast who finally got to feed, but he was ravenous, with a month’s worth of hunger that needed to be satiated.

“Pinkie…Rainbow…” Spike bellowed, his low, growling tone sent a pleasurable shiver down their spines. His eyes narrowed at them, and a visible heat left his flaring nostrils and panting maw. “Spike…wants…”

”Uh…Spike…I know what this looks like…” Rainbow said, swallowing nervously as she saw the way the dragon was looking at her and Pinkie. “We can explain…you see…we were just-” Whatever excuses she was going to use, he wasn’t listening, instead, he grabbed her, lifting her upward to her knees and presenting his massive, slick and soaked cock to the slutty pegasus.

Rainbow’s lips quivered, shuddering in arousal and submission. She had never seen such a dick, let alone had it so big in front of her. Pinkie was equally captivated, shifting herself over to it as her eyes remained on it. Spike said nothing, but watched as both whore mares were now fully on their knees in front of his thick size. But after several long moments, the two were only seemingly content to just stare and admire this thing. The overly excited, and dominating dragon grew quite bored of them, and instead forced them to act. Grabbing at the back of both of their heads, he forced them to kiss against his slick, soaked cock. Immediately, the two took in a deep, heavy breath. The hot and potent musk of this alpha predator was too much for them.

Instinctively, the two sniffed, kissed, and licked along the soaking slab of draconic cock meat. Moaning whorishly, they were fully engrossed in the great taste of not only Spike’s dick, but Smolder’s juices that were covering this length and girth. Neither of these mares, in all their slutty days, had ever experienced something so big before. It was so addicting just from the taste, and they couldn’t help themselves but worship at this massive cock. Spike smirked, seemingly pleased with the two, but he wanted more than just some light licks and kisses, he wanted to fuck these whores in their slutty, wet mouths. Brushing Rainbow aside for a moment, he grabbed at the back of Pinkie’s head a little more, and before she could prepare for it, rammed his cock in her mouth.

The pink whore mare’s eyes rolled back as she took in this size with strange, almost terrifying effectiveness and ease. Rainbow, not wanting to be left out, adjusted herself under Spike’s legs, so she could worship and make out passionately with the dragon’s huge, hanging, heavy balls. This only added to the pleasure Spike felt as he was treating Pinkie’s throat like a used up fuckhole. She moaned as she took the size in and out of her mouth, not even gagging or choking on it. Was she just so experienced with a massive cock in her mouth, or was she just a natural slutmare? Either way, he wasn’t going to stop, or show mercy. These two didn’t tease him as much as Smolder did, but they were both still whores who needed to be broken with some draconic cock.

Thrusting hard and fast, Spike was fucking himself all the way into Pinkie’s mouth, her throat bulged from the size, and even the tip of his dick was pushing against her belly. She moaned over it, slobbering her tongue along it to get as much of his addicting taste as possible. All the while, Rainbow couldn’t get even half of the size of these huge balls in her mouth, but was making sloppy, slutty motions with her tongue, suckling on it as she fingered herself so widely. The two of them were so enthralled by the way Spike was ruining one of their throats, that the other was hoping he would just hurry up and cum so she could get a hot taste of it.

Spike was getting close though. Pinkie’s sloppy, soaking throat-pussy was taking him in and coiling around his length that pushed him closer to his next orgasm. And the way Rainbow moaned while smothering herself on his balls was only adding to it. He was going to blow his next load, but gave no indication that he was going to pull out. She was going to drink down each and every thick, long, and hot rope of his potent spunk, and her body was loving every second of it. What clothes remained on her was getting soaked in sweat, and Rainbow had already fully stripped naked, not caring about anything but these balls, so she could eventually get a turn with his gut punching, bitch breaking dick.

As Spike reached his next orgasm, he roared out, slamming himself as hard and deep as he could. Pinkie’s eyes fully rolled back, watering a little as she moaned her own whorish orgasm from taking him all the way into her belly. The heat of the dragon’s cum was so hot, it only caused the slutty, voluptuous mare’s body to sweat more, making her tremble a little. But she was a skilled slut, she drank down every ounce of it. Her belly swelled from it, filling with the hot and potent seed of this dragon, and her body was quivering with submissive delight. Though not common, if not rare, for a mare to feel such arousal outside of her heat cycle, Pinkie could feel like she was being forced into her heat cycle just from drinking this hot cum.

Rainbow felt the same, feeling as the balls pulsed and throbbed against her tongue. She was edging herself, just wanting that last push to go over to her climax. Pinkie, however, was squirting in her climax, orgasming a sloppy wet, and sweet smelling nectar all over the floor as she continued to drink it all down until it seemed this dragon’s orgasm started to settle down. Slowly, he pulled himself from Pinkie’s mouth, though she was a little reluctant to let it out, slurping and suckling on it as if to suck out as much excess cum as she could. Once he released his hold on her, she collapsed, falling on her ass with a small bounce and jiggle. Her belly had somehow managed to become so full and swollen, it was bigger and rounder than her famously fat tits.

“Wowie zowie…you fuck me so good…” Pinkie cooed, her eyes almost spinning as she sat in the afterglow of her orgasm. “My belly is so full. I’m like a stuff Pinkie roll…” She giggled at her terrible food pun. Feeling the fatigue hit, she collapsed back, laying down as she twitched a little more in the aftershocks of her climax.

“Oh fuck, you really messed her up.” Rainbow cooed, bringing her mouth off Spike’s balls. “Well, it's my turn now!” Getting on her hands and knees, she lifted her ass a little, rubbing her athletic flank against the underside of Spike’s body. “So, big boy. Bet you wanna fuck this tight pussy? Well, sorry, but I can’t get pregnant. I got my Wonderbolt career to think of. But I’ll let you fuck my ass. I’ll let you fuck me inside out with that big dick.” Though Spike didn’t know it, the pegasus was a massive butt slut, and especially loved stretching it out on massive sizes. But the near feral dragon had other plans for this tempting slutmare.

Grabbing at her body, he forced her to flip over, laying her on her back. Rainbow gasped a little, but she couldn’t do anything as Spike readied himself. He wasn’t going to fuck her in the ass like she moaned for it. This teasing whore had tempted him for too long this month, and he was too far along in his depraved, sex crazed state to think about anything else. Instead, he lined up his massive cockhead to her pussy, and slammed as hard as he could into her. The pegasus gasped out a breathless scream and came a sloppy wet orgasm all over this dick, making it wet and slippery enough to allow him to fuck into her harder.

“Oh wow, he’s really fucking you good.” Pinkie giggled, getting over to sit besides Rainbow as she was panting and moaning with each hammering thrust into her pussy. “How does it feel? You like Spikey’s massive cock inside you?”

“So…so big…too big…” Rainbow moaned, her voice was weak as she was mostly moaning out in her next coming orgasm. “Fuck…my pussy…so full…”

“Oh yeah, look at your belly.” Pinkie giggled, rubbing at the large belly bulge that Spike’s cock was forming in the athletic mare. “Fuck, that’s so hot. I think he’s gonna knock you up.” The words seemed to somewhat resonate with the mare, as she seemed to struggle a little.

“N-no…not inside…don’t get me pregnant…” Rainbow whimpered a little, looking up at Spike. Though the look on her face was less like a resistant mare, and more like a bitch in heat. “My…my Wonderbolt…career…don’t fuck me full of babies…” Huffing, Spike grabbed at her legs, hoisting them upwards.

Rainbow came again as she felt not only the dragon forcing her flexible legs over to her head, but was now slamming harder and deeper inside her. Gritting her teeth, she was hissing madly from the pleasure. He was fucking so deep inside her, her womb was being brutally cock punched, and it was clear that he wasn’t planning on pulling out. Lifting her arms, she tried in vain to possibly push him off of her, but all this did was result in her resting her hands on his strong, mighty shoulders. Moaning from the pleasure of this cock beating any other dick that had ever been inside her, Rainbow’s body smacked against this draconic size. It was too much and so big, her size queen fetish was in overdrive.

“Spike…you’re…so rough…” Rainbow moaned out, her tongue starting to dangle. “I’m cumming again…your awesome cock…is making me…making me your bitch…” Arching a little back, she cried out in another orgasm, making it all the easier for Spike’s size to utterly stuff her womb.

Pinkie only watched on, masturbating and moaning from the sight of it. Tugging at her plump nipple with one hand, she suckled on the other, all while her free hand was masturbating intensely at her sobbing wet entrance. She licked and almost bit at her nipple, muffling the sound of her animalistic, whorish sounds. The sight of this large, savage dragon so brutally fucking her friend was turning her on so much, the only thing she felt outside of the arousal was the sheer envy of her friend. She wanted Spike to finish breeding Rainbow, so that she could then get a turn with this fat cock. The taste of it was still so strong on her tongue, and the amount she had drunk was still sloshing a little in her chubby belly.

Smolder, just barely conscious from the intense orgasms, looking more like a round pile of fucked filled dragon than anything, struggled to look at what was happening. Though she was slipping in and out of it, she could see the way Spike was fucking into Rainbow, all while Pinkie watched. Though she would’ve loved to be her lover’s personal fuck sleeve and cum dump all day, she knew there was no way even a whore like herself would be able to handle it all. And while Pinkie was possibly up to the challenge, Rainbow would exhaust herself too soon. They needed help. Carefully, she reached for her phone, and while weakened, sent a message to call in some reinforcements. It would be a while before she would arrive, so Spike would have to make do for now.

The dragon’s cock hammered harder, making Rainbow’s entire body shake, and as he hunched over her, he shoved his thick, long tongue into her mouth, tickling a little at the back of her throat. Suckling on it a little, she moaned out a muffled, slutty sound. It was like Spike was trying to tonguefuck and throatfuck her at the same time. Her eyes were rolling back, and while a flickering part of her still didn’t want him to blow his hot and potent seed in her pussy, the rest of her had submitted, wanting to feel every inch of this cock ruin her, and every gallon of his hot spunk to claim her as his. Even with exercise, it was going to be hard to get her pussy back to any shape that wasn’t that of Spike’s cock, and she loved it.

“Oh, are you gonna cum?” Pinkie moaned, letting one of her tits from her mouth. Seeing the way the dragon was hissing, she could tell he was going to blow a load soon. Giggling, she released her other boob, shifting herself to be more around the dragon. “Come on, big boy. Give her all that creamy goodness.”

Spike could feel the pink whore mare’s tits on his back, the softness against his smooth scales, and while one hand wrapped around to gently and sensually rub on her belly, the other reached down to cup and fondle at his huge balls. The dragon hissed a little, but the mare giggled, kissing gently at his back. She was edging him closer to orgasm, she wanted him to not only fuck Rainbow’s pussy up, but cum so hard inside her that there was no way she wasn’t going to be carrying triplets. Licking and kissing against his back, she moaned and teased him. Pinkie wanted him to cum, she wanted to have her time with him. She had only had a taste, and while she loved the hot load in her belly, she licked her lips eagerly for the rest. She needed to just push Spike a little more, and he would be able to cum again.

“Come on, give that hot cum…” Pinkie moaned, whispering seductively close to Spike’s head. “Knock up that little slut, then give Pinkie that fat cock next…” She giggled a little, deciding to try some of her terrible but adorably sexy food puns. “I only had a taste of your delicious cream…but I want every inch of you to fuck some buns in my oven…” This was enough to push the dragon over the edge. Lifting his head back, he roared out, matching that of Rainbow’s screams of pleasure. The two came together, while the pink slut moaned and giggled.

Rainbow gasped out in her orgasm, feeling as her insides were being so brutally flooded by Spike’s hot cum. Her womb was burning with the intensity of this release, and there was no way she wasn’t going to get pregnant now. The way the dragon had fucked her, it forced her body to begin ovulation, and she was going to messed up in more ways than one. Holding himself in place a little more, Spike continued to tongue fuck her throat as he made out with her. Rainbow was just barely conscious, instinctively making out before it seemed the dragon’s orgasm finally seemed to settle down. Slowly, he pulled himself out of the mare’s pussy, leaving only a fucked silly, gaping and cum gushing hole that was now molded in the shape of his dick.

“Oh wow, look at that.” Pinkie giggled, kissing at Spike’s body as she looked at her friend. “You made her into a cream stuffed Rainbow Dash.” She licked her lips a little. “That was so hot.” Reaching down, she tenderly rubbed at his dick. “But you have more right? Of course you do. You have more hot cream filling for some tight pony holes.”

Maybe it was his momentary fatigue from his orgasm, maybe it was something that distracted him, or maybe it was because Pinkie had remarkable strength for being the biggest whore in Equestria, but before he realized it, the dragon was pushed over and onto his back, and the curvy mare was climbing onto him. Straddling him, Pinkie licked her lips, purring seductively as she lined up his slick, soaked cock to her equally wet and dripping pussy lips. As soon as her plump, puffy entrance kissed this cockhead, she dropped fully on it, taking him all the way into her deepest places. Her entire body shuddered and she couldn’t help but cum over his dick as she took it.

“So big…Spike, I love this dick…” Pinkie moaned out, placing her hands on her tits, massaging them and teasing at them. “Come on, give me that big, meaty eclair. I want all that hot creamy inside me.” She giggled at her bad food puns. “Maybe you’ll put some buns in my oven? Would you like that? Getting Pinkie Pie, Pinkie pregnant?” Reaching up, Spike grabbed at her tits, groping at them so hard, she screamed in pleasure.

Fucking upwards, Spike used his muscular hips to make this whore mare bounce on his dick. The pleasure was immense, feeling different to Smolder and Rainbow. The dragoness was tight, but flexible enough to wrap so comfortably around his cock, and the pegasus was athletic, tight, and yet could take every inch. Pinkie was different. Her pussy was almost bottomless, silky smooth, and every inch of her inner folds coiled around this dick, giving it a loving embrace. It was like this mare was only good at fucking. And as she bounced, with her fat tits being groped and fondled so roughly in Spike’s claws, a warm, wetness leaked out between his fingers. It was milk, Pinkie was lactating.

“Oh wowie zowie. You’re making me milk myself.” Pinkie giggled with a cooing, panting breath. “Surprised? Bet you didn’t know I could do that.” She moaned as she placed her hands on the back of Spike’s claws. “Yeah, I’ve had some buns in my oven, and it made me milk myself so much. I haven’t let out milk in a while though,s o you’re really making me want your babies.”

If Spike wasn’t in his lustful, primal state of mind, he would’ve wondered who could’ve gotten Pinkie pregnant before, or if any of her children lived in Ponyville. But he wasn’t in the right mind, and his savagery didn’t care who fucked and bred her first. All that mattered was that he was going to breed her now. Pulling at her tits, he grabbed at the mare’s massive rack, taking it into her mouth. Suckling on it, he coiled his long, powerful tongue around her nipples, making her whimper and moan as he drank heartily from her breasts. She’s had some stallions suckle her before, but Spike was doing it with every intention to drain her dry. Was he hoping to make her tits go down a size or two from sucking out so much milk?

“Fuck…Spike…keep going…drink me more…” Pinkie moaned, bouncing her fat ass against the dragon’s legs as his cock was seemingly growing inside her. Her cervix had already given way and he was pushing and rubbing into her womb, adding to the orgasmic pleasure she was feeling. “Making me your bitch…your big, fat, slutty bitch…I love fat cock in my pussy…”

Spike’s cock throbbed, feeling like the way she was riding him, she was going to make him any moment now. He needed to hold out a little longer, but she wasn’t making it easy. Pinkie’s pussy was different than anything he felt before, and there was no doubt that she wasn’t going to pounce on him in the future. She had finally gotten a taste of this fat dick, and she was going to have it. It was now a part of her intense diet, and she had a sweet tooth for dragon cock. Spike suckled, drinking down more of the mare’s delicious milk. Pinkie's eyes were rolling and spinning, she was giggling and moaning, and the sound of her ass slaps and smacks against her was becoming too much.

Spike needed to do something to drive this whore mare over the edge before he could fuck her womb full of cum. His tail, which was only laying there, sprang back to life. Feeling that Pinkie was going to milk him for every drop before he was able to fuck her up, the draconic tailed had a different idea in mind. Immediately, right as the mare landed and bottomed out this cock into her pussy again, Spike’s tail smacked at her flank, making the fat ass ripple and jiggle, as well as her moaning out from the sharp smack she felt. Looking over a little, she saw the dragon’s tail, and seemed almost to know what he was planning. Though it was a little difficult, she reached behind herself, grabbing at her ass and spreading her cheek, revealing her plump ponut.

“What do you want? You wanna tail fuck Pinkie’s gooey ponut?” Pinkie moaned, somehow sounding even more whorish than before. “Come on, my soft little ponut needs some meat in it. Fuck my ass with that big tail, Spikey wikey.” Immediately, he rammed his tail into her ass, nearly pushing into her organs with the initial thrust.

Pinkie screamed out, cumming again as she was now being stuffed by both a dragon cock and dragon tail. She loved this feeling. It wasn’t the first time she had something in her pussy and ass at the same time, but it’s been so long since she’s been this full. The last time she was feeling her lower holes being stretched this much was when she was at Shining Armor’s bachelor party, where she not only took the groom-to-be in her slutty fuck holes, but she let the entire royal guard and Wonderbolts fuck her into a sloppy mess. It was so hot, but Spike’s dick put all of them to shame. She could feel it throbbing, she wanted every thick inch of this cock all the way, so deep inside her.

“Oh yes, give every inch of that fat cock…I can feel you throbbing in my pussy…” Pinkie moaned, muttering and gibbering a little as her tongue was dangling somewhat as she let out her sultry sounds. “Give it to me…don’t stop…fuck me up…fuck my bakery full of your creamy goodness…”

Getting somewhat frustrated with her whorish sounds, and terrible puns, Spike fucked harder, wanting to make this slut scream for him. His cock and tail were delving so hard and deep in Pinkie’s pussy and asshole, making her shudder and moan as she was getting close to her release. Spike wasn’t being gentle in the slightest. Where any other mare’s body would probably have given up, collapsed, or maybe would’ve passed out from the way his cock and tail were punching against her insides. But not Pinkie. She was taking it all the way into her body, and loving every second of it. She looked at the dragon, primal lust in her eyes, her womb was going to be bred by him, she could feel it. Her Pinkie Sense was in overdrive to make sure she was going to be as fertile as possible for this dragon.

Spike opened his mouth, roaring out in his orgasm as he slammed himself all the way into Pinkie’s body. Her belly bulged out from both cock and tail pushing into her. She screamed as well, cumming a body shaking orgasm all over the invading, meaty appendages deep inside her slutty fuck holes. Spike’s cum rushed into her womb, coating every inch of her in his hot seed. There was no way she wasn’t pregnant now. If anything, her body had been rendered so fertile, she might end up having more kids than Smolder and Rainbow combined. She trembled, almost foaming at the mouth as she looked down at her belly. It was so full of the dragon’s orgasm, that it made her look several months pregnant already.

“Oh my gosh…” Pinkie cooed, rubbing at her belly in such a loving manner. “So many buns in my oven, my bakery is full of creampies.” Rolling her eyes back, the exhaustion seemed to finally hit, and she passed out.

“Holy shit, babe, that was intense.” Smolder, still weak, but a little more awake now, commented. “You still want more? You want more sluts bred on that dick?” Spike pushed Pinkie off him, dragging himself upwards. His cock slipped from the mare’s pussy, and was still hard and dripping with excess cum. He hasn't spent nearly enough yet. “Don’t worry, babe.” She shook her phone in her hand. “I called in some back up.” As if on cue, there was a knock at the door.

Opening the door, Ocellus timidly poked her head into the room. Looking in, her eyes widened at the sight before her. Rainbow Dash was laying, twitching on the floor, and Pinkie Pie was gibbering and cooing as her eyes spun from a massive orgasm. Other than that, Smolder was laying on the bed, looking like she had either devoured a mine’s worth of gems, or was on the verge of giving birth. But it was Spike, the massive looking, near feral dragon who slowly turned his head towards the door. He exhaled a little, with a visible steam coming from his large maw. But he only started, like an animal spotting something new in his territory. The changedling was ready to back out of the room, but then Smolder cleared her throat, getting her attention.

“Ocellus, good of you to make it.” Smolder said confidently. As you can see, the three of us aren’t enough for him, and we need your help.”

“M-my help?” Ocellus asked, fidgeting and shivering a little as she pieced together what the dragoness was asking of her. “Y-you…you mean…with him…and that…” She couldn’t answer, only blushing and squealing a little at the sight of Spike’s still hard and intimidating cock. “I-I-I-I-I…”

“Come on, you know you wanna try it.” Smolder replied, playfully rolling her eyes. “I know you’ve been curious ever since that one time you walked in on us. And besides, I got you out of that orgy Silverstream and Yona are doing with Gallus and Sandbar.” Ocellus blushed again, not able to deny it. “So come on, why don’t you give the big, strong dragon something really kinky to play with.”

Ocellus swallowed nervously. She couldn’t exactly deny that this was all a little exciting to her, and Smolder just knew how to get her way. So, closing and locking the door, the changedling disrobed. Because she was in an especially shy mood, her body was very petite, very young looking and trembling. Spike sniffed at the sweetness that was slowly wafting in the air. She was shy, she was nervous, and she was trembling, but Ocellus couldn’t deny how exciting this was, and how it was turning her on a little. Swallowing nervously, she could tell by the look on Smolder’s face, the dragoness had a plan. Texting a message to the changedling, she sent her what she had in mind.

As soon as she read the message, Ocellus gasped out, covering her mouth in shock at what Smolder had just suggested. But, she couldn’t deny that it was a pretty hot idea. Her smooth looking pussy was already getting wetter from it. Swallowing the last of her nervousness, she put down the phone and faced Spike. Igniting her horn, she activated her changedling powers of shapeshifting. The dragon, more beast than rational creature, had no way of knowing or predicting what Ocellus was planning to become. But once the light faded and her new form was visible, even he was left in shock. It was Fluttershy, Ocellus had turned into Fluttershy. Everything about her body was virtually identical. If he was more in control of himself, Spike would wonder if she had also seen the pictures Smolder had.

“Um…hi…Spike…” Ocellus cooed, the voice of Fluttershy speaking words to the dragon he would’ve never heard before. Slowly, she swayed her sexy body over to him. “Are you hurt? Are you okay?” Reaching down, she rubbed at this cock, gently rubbing her smooth, kind fingers along the sticky and slick length. “M-maybe you just need…some tender…tender love and care…” Spike’s eyes glowed, sending a trembling fear throughout the changedling’s body, and it turned her on. “Oh…oh my…”

On his bed, the fake Fluttershy lay on her back. Her head hanging off the end of the bed, all while Spike was hammering his cock as hard and deep as she could. The sound of muffled, gagging moans, and the sloppy smacking of his hips against her face was intense. Smolder watched on, fingering her cum gushing pussy at the sight of Spike brutally throatfucking the mare. His claws were digging into her tits, groping and fondling as he was going to blow a load at any moment now. Ocellus had adjusted her disguise to allow herself to breathe without issue, so she could handle this cock without any fear, but the way he was so hard and rough with her mouth only made her wonder if even Fluttershy couldn’t endure this.

Huffing and panting out his hot breath, his cock swelling and throbbing madly as he was going to cum soon. The changedling’s hands reached up and around, rubbing at the dragon’s strong thighs while she was getting throatfucked. She was moaning whorishly over it, loving the rough and hard treatment she was getting. She was so timid and shy normally, that only really Smolder, and maybe her other friends, knew she had a major fetish for being fucked like a living sex toy. Spike’s cock was rubbing so hard into the back of her throat, and the angle she lay meant that his balls were beating against the top of her head, making her only squeal with deeper delights.

“Come on, babe. Fuck that slut.” Smolder teased, egging Spike on more and more as she watched the beautiful mare being treated like some common slut. “That sexy voice needs a good cock scrubbing.”

Pumping himself, Spike was going to cum soon. Moaning out madly, he was going to let out every hot and heavy load of spunk that was rapidly swelling up in his balls. Ocellus could taste the faint change in his musk, and it caused her pussy to spasm, cumming out her sweet nectar on the bed in anticipation. The added aroma of this sweet intoxication was enough to drive Spike over the edge. Pushing and squeezing hard on the mare’s massive tits, he rammed himself all the way into her throat, blowing another hot and heavy load into her. Ocellus moaned out, eagerly swallowing down as much as she could. Within moments, her belly was bulging out, looking like she had eaten a very hearty meal.

Slowly, Spike pulled out of her mouth, letting her gasp out for some air. The cum still in her mouth bubbled within her throat. Using her tongue, she churned the cum, savoring its strong flavor. As a changedling, she could taste and smell at levels other species couldn’t, and the way this dragon’s spunk tasted and smelled was so intense, it was making her head spin. So hot, thick, and savory, she wanted even more of it. Panting, Spike looked like he was finally starting to feel the fatigue of his many orgasms. But for Smolder and Ocellus, they weren’t nearly done with him yet. In another flash, the changedling had now taken the form of Sugar Belle, and had also changed her position. Still on the bed, she was face down, with her round, sexy ass pointed upwards, swaying slowly and gently from side to side at the dragon.

“Come on…Spike…” Ocellus said, feeling a little more confident than before. “Mares like me know how to handle some big…strong…fuck, just put it in me…” Slapping his cock between her soft ass cheeks, Spike rubbed between her softness for a moment before lining himself up. “W-wait…Spike…” She suddenly realized that the dragon’s cockhead was pointing at her puckering ponut.

Ramming his cock into Ocellus’ ass, Spike roared out, matched by her screams of orgasmic pleasure. She had no idea just how hot a good anal felt to her when she was getting her inner walls so brutally stretched by such a massive dick. Smolder was actually quite impressed by this. She had always suspected that Ocellus was a secret butt slut, but to see the way she, with Sugar Belle’s face, was panting and moaning, licking at the bed a little as she was already cumming so intensely from just how deep Spike’s cock in her ass was. Not that she could blame her, having taken this thing in her tailhole before. Still, it really surprised Smolder to see Ocellus like this.

“Fuck my ass, fuck my cheating, house wife asshole with your fat, fucking cock…” Ocellus moaned out, getting into character, shocking Smolder with just how bold her friend was, though it was pretty hot, turning her on immensely. “Break my ass like he couldn’t.” It was hard to tell if Spike could even understand her words, but the intentions seemed to be getting through to him.

The dragon was fucking into Ocellus’ ass with the force to shake the bed, almost rocking the entire room with each hard and deep hammering thrust. The changedling moaned out, screaming from the orgasmic feeling of having such a big, hard, thick, meaty thing rubbing along her inner walls, letting them coil around his size, making her only moan out for more. She loved this feeling, amazed that she had never tried this before, and the words she was saying. She would’ve never insinuated that Sugar Belle was unfaithful. She didn’t really believe it, but the roleplay of it was taking over her, and she was losing herself in the pleasures that Spike was fucking into her. She moaned as she started to move on her own, smacking her ass against this dick.

“Oh my…oh my…oh my…oh my sweet, fucking Celestia…” Ocellus moaned out, cumming again as she trembled from how deep Spike’s cock was. It was as if he was going to rearrange her inside with this fat dick. “So much…so much cock in my ass…” Collapsing forward, she twitched from the orgasm. This caused her to slip a little off Spike’s dick though.

“Holy shit, you really took it hard. I’m impressed.” Smolder said, giggling a little as she rubbed Ocellus’ head, the changedling resuming her original form. “Guess this was too much for you.”

“N-no…not yet…I’m not done…yet…” Ocellus weakly cooed, a glimmer of lust and desire filled her mind. What Smolder had forgotten was that despite not being the same love sucking fiends they were before, changedlings could still have different effects based on what emotions they were influenced by. And lust was like an intoxicating addiction. “I need more dragon cock…”

Shifting again, Ocellus took the form of Ember. Her draconic tail flicked, rubbing a little against Spike’s body, making him tense up for only a moment. It seemed even in this state, he still saw the Dragon Lord as the bigger beast. Still, she pulled him a little closer, but guided him more to her pussy. Plunging slowly within, Spike’s cock was exploring the inner folds of the dragoness, or at least Ocellus disguised as her. Once he managed to get about halfway into her, the dragon hunched over her, grabbing him hard, lifting her upwards. Using her body weight, and his own strength, Spike started fucking into Ocellus’ body, making her moan out as wildly as before.

“Come on, come on you fat cock bitch. Fuck your Dragon Lord.” Ocellus moaned out, hissing madly as she was cumming on Spike’s dick. “I want that fucking dick to wreck me. Fuck me up and fuck me full of your eggs!”

She could render herself infertile, Ocellus, like all changedlings, could make it so they could be as fertile as they wanted to be. It was a way to help decide who would help when it came to expanding the Hive and raising grubs. But whether it was a little sense of guilt over the part she played in teasing him, or was the way his hot musk was doing to her, Ocellus’ body was incredibly fertile. Her ovaries were ovulating in such a manner, that she was certain that she was going to have dozens and dozens of grubs because of Spike. Moaning out, she felt as the dragon was pushing all of his might into her, making her bounce as he held her upwards. Hissing, her eyes were rolling back as she was going to cum again.

“Come on…fuck your Dragon Lord…knock me up, and give me your eggs…” Ocellus moaned out, feeling as this was going to be an especially big one. “You Dragon Lord commands you to breed her like the fucking whore she is!” Screaming this out, it drove the dragon over his edge.

Roaring out, Spike rammed his cock as hard as he could, bottoming out as he released himself into Ocellus’ pussy. So intense was her orgasm, that it caused involuntary spasms that forced her form to change. She went from Ember, to Sugar Belle, to Fluttershy, to Pinkie Pie, to Rainbow Dash, to Smolder, and then to her original form. Moaning and gibbering out, she felt as the dragon’s hot spunk was flooding into her womb, heavily impregnating her. Smolder looked on, amazed at just how much her friend was able to handle. But it was clear, she wasn’t going to last much longer. Cooing and whimpering, the strength left the changedling, and she passed out, going limp in Spike’s embrace.

“More…” Spike muttered, more like a low growling sound, but Smolder was becoming more worried at the way he still wasn’t finished. Releasing Ocellus, the changedling slipped off his dick, collapsing on the floor. “Spike…wants…more…”

“Okay, okay, babe. Let me try and call for more backup.” Smolder said, feverishly sending out numerous text messages. “How about, while we wait…” She lay back, spreading her legs. “We go for round two?”

By the time the sun had finally set, and Twilight returned to the castle from a day trip to Canterlot, she was immediately overwhelmed by the intense scent that permeated within the Castle of Friendship. The musk was so strong and thick in the air, she had to cover her mouth without gagging on it. Making her way through the castle, she reached the source of the smell; Spike’s room. After seeing the way he was a few days again, she did worry about him. Hopefully, he didn’t do anything too crazy. Carefully, and nervously, she opened the door, peering into the room. Within, the sight shocked and utterly confused her.

Spike, now back to his regular size, was lying comfortably on his bed, cuddling lovingly with Smolder. But the rest of the room consisted of number mares. There was Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Ocellus, Applejack, Rarity, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Treehugger, Trixie Lulamoon, Starlight Glimmer, Berry Punch, Lyra Heartstrings, Bon-Bon, Derpy Hooves, Lotus, Aloe, and even Zecora. All these mares were laying about, scattered about the room in a way she would’ve never believed. How did this happen? When her brother told her that he was attempting something called No Nut November, she assumed Spike would’ve lost like Shining Armor did on day one. But it looks like the dragon made it to the end, and it seemed it took so many mares just to quell the raging beast this month had made him.

“I…I better not disturb him…” Twilight said quietly to herself, sighing a little as she carefully closed the door. Shaking her head a little, she decided to just relax in her study. “I’ll…I’ll have to talk to him about cleaning this mess up. And maybe I’ll message Princess Cadance. I think Spike will need advice on this many pregnancies.”