Gangs of Manehattan

A few weeks ago

Tempest Shadow read the notice from Spike again: “Needed to make a deal with Chrysalis. I'll work for her for two weeks in exchange for the information, if everything goes well.” He had told them yesterday and also left a written notice. She still didn't like it.

While his partner was brooding over the notice, Spike, again, was sitting in a car, blindfolded. This time, they were driving for at least an hour! Maybe they had even left Manehattan by now? Maybe had driven to one of the suburbs? Or even further?

Another fifteen minutes later, they finally stopped. Once more, the dragon got lead around, but this time, they seemingly didn't reach the same door as last time, though there was a very familiar smell in the air! Further and further they went, down a flight of stairs, then ever further until they reached the next flight of stairs and so on. Then, it became only stairs they went down for a while, and the air began to grow more cool...

Finally, it seemed they had reached the bottom. The smell had intensified, and its effects on the dragon were far more pronounced than they had been a few weeks ago! He honestly hoped he hadn't made the wrong decision...

As they moved on, the air became warmer again, and more humid! The ground, to Spike's surprise, began to feel a bit uneven... As if it was more like a hewn cave, rather than a modern building! And the smell in the air intensified ever more... Musky, seductive, mind-numbing! And again, exciting for his body!

They came to a halt. “Take the blindfold off!” A voice, that Spike recognized as Pharynx', commanded. The dragon found himself inside of something that, well, looked like a cavern, including stalagmites and stalactites! And in front of him, on an elevated rock-platform, lounging on a comfortably padded, throne-looking chair that had enough space for at least two more, was Chrysalis!

Dressed in an extremely skimpy, almost non-existent, green dress that did the barest minimum to hide her private parts, Chrysalis' body was shiny, black chitin, but around her midsection it was green, and seemingly softer, carapace. She had large breasts, probably around the size of Mayor Celestia's, judging from the times Spike had seen her on TV, and a twisted horn. And as much of a bombshell as her body was, her face was just as captivating! Idly sipping from a glass of wine, she showed her impressive fangs. And when she licked up a small rest at the bottom of the glass, she demonstrated a thin, long, flexible tongue.

Her piercing green eyes were almost hypnotic, even before their attention shifted to the dragon. Her face, framed by a long, dark cerulean mane, the same color as her tail and insectoid wings, was a text-book example of a femme fatale! Dangerous... and erotic! A face that promised untold pleasures, yet could swallow you just as easily! The very same thing that could scare one off was what made her just all the more alluring!

Chrysalis was surrounded by attendants in varying states between 'nude' and 'scantily clad'. Fanning her fresh air, refilling her beverages, handing her snacks... They were changelings, and non-changelings. Or, maybe, changelings turned into non-changeling races? Spike had no idea, though his gut told him, that they probably weren't changelings. The expressions on their faces were of mindless bliss and devotion, uncaring of anything but their duties. And, Spike noticed, at least two of the ponies that had escorted him had either been changelings all along, or had switched places with some on the way!

Chrysalis, for her part, eyed the dragon with an eery, ravenous curiosity! Her muzzle curled into an arrogant, fang-flashing grin! “So... you are the little dragon that wants something from me?”

Spike had seen a lot of creepy folks when he, and Tempest, had had to supplement their income by working the streets, but this changeling? Especially with her attendants, and everything up til now? She took the cake! He started to think that, maybe, this had been a bad idea after all... But now, it was too late to turn back! “Yes, Chrysalis-..”

For a moment, the faux-affable facade dropped! “QUEEN Chrysalis!” She interrupted Spike with an angry hiss! “Remember that!”

“Queen Chrysalis...” The dragon was slightly taken aback as he corrected himself. He had to correct his prior assessment of 'creepy'... She was more than creeping him out! Spike began to experience cold dread spreading from his guts! “Yes, I am Spike and,-...”

“I know!” The arrogant smirk returned to Chrysalis' face as she interrupted him again! “You want to know who set your little club on fire!”

Well, why did you ask me then?! He grumbled in his mind. Of course, it was pretty obvious. It was a power play, to show how much she knew, and who was in control and all, but at the same time, he had told it to her underlings! But there was no use in complaining aloud. It'd just make her less inclined to actually help him. “Yes, that is the case, your Highness!”

“Oh, so you DO have manners and know how to address your betters!” Chrysalis praised Spike condescendingly! But, for some reason, a little warmth spread in the dragon's chest as she did so...

“You might have heard the stories about how we feed on love?” “Well, they are false. To an extent. We need love to survive, yes, and we take it. But we can also use food,-” she interrupted herself as she got fed a grape by one of her attendants, “-to substitute for a bit... And also, love's sibling... Lust.”

Now, that was interesting! The changelings were mysterious, almost like a story to frighten little foals with, so that they'd behave themselves! For most of Equestria, they were exactly that, nothing but a dark tale! Spike had heard of a handful of changelings that had integrated into pony society, but most of them seemed to be very much 'underground'. If there were more so-called 'changeling-queens', or if there was only Chrysalis? Who knew. If there were any, Spike hoped for their underlings that they were more pleasant. Though, he had to admit, she was very nice on the eyes.

Thinking about it, Spike's mind just put two and two together! “Oh! That's why you have that brothel!”

“It is not only a brothel! But otherwise very observant!” She praised him, and it made Spike feel good. “Well, that and information gathering.” As well as a steady influx of money, which shouldn't be forgotten about, even if it was supplemented by large amounts from... other sources. “I use it to feed my changelings.” Chrysalis saw a little bit of confusion in the dragon's eyes. “You wonder how it works? Well, there are many ways... We can feed on the energy alone, or...” The self-declared queen licked her lips in a way that said it all.

Getting her glass refilled, Chrysalis took a good look at Spike. Her eyes flamed with hunger! “Strip!” She commanded! “I want to see all you got! Give me a show! I know that you're no stranger to that!” These last few words she gave an additional, dark, haughty chuckle! Again, her fangs flashed...

Honestly, Spike told himself, he should've seen this coming... “Yes, Queen Chrysalis.” He answered, opening the first button of his shirt. It came out more submissive than he had intended. Did he fall back into behavior he'd long thought shed? He'd behaved like this back when he had been an inexperienced beginner! Though, considering that, right now, his situation wasn't massively different from back then...

When he had opened his shirt, revealing his chest, Chrysalis looked at him with displeasure! “I said that I want a show! Give me a strip tease, boy!”

Spike felt... guilty that he had misunderstood her wishes! Immediately, he started to adjust his way of undressing! Seeing the expressions he had had over the short talk, the changeling queen made herself comfortable. Everything was going just as planned!

His chest bare, he undid his belt. Pushing his jeans past his ass, Spike turned around and bent over! It probably would have a better effect if he'd been wearing tighty-whities, but his boxers would have to do. Not that they'd stay there for long... A moment later, he pushed them down to his pants and revealed his bare ass to the so-called queen! His claws let go of fabric and grabbed the flesh of his ass cheeks, spreading them, showing his pucker, his balls and hints of his cock to her!

Seeing his raging hard-on, Chrysalis let out another chuckle. “Tell me, Spike... How long have you been this hard?”

The dragon's head turned, trying his best to face her from his current position! He had started to breath harder, even had a slight blush on his face! “Since... since I got here?”

The changeling grinned ever broader as he continued. Not bad. Not bad at all! So many ideas for the little dragon...

“You did well following my orders. After a little encouragement. Be a good behaving boy, and I promise you, your time here will be...,” She paused, thinking about it for a bit. “You won't even notice how the time will pass!” A smirk accompanied these words.

As she gesticulated to one of her servants to hand her a long, thin pipe - it reminded Spike of some pictures from an opium den he had seen in a documentary a while ago - Chrysalis continued: “For being so willingly obedient, I decided you deserve a small reward! To give you a little taste of what you can earn if, in the time you're here, you do your work well!” She adjusted her position to show Spike that she wasn't wearing any panties. In fact, she moved her left hand, with her delicate, long finger nails, down and spread her folds! Revealing them to be wet, and green... And almost irresistible for the dragon, who was fighting very hard to stay still! A part of him wanted to fall onto his knees and ask, no beg, her allow him to eat her out!

Putting the, now lit, pipe into the corner of her mouth, Chrysalis pointed her lift index finger at Spike, turned the hand so that the palm faced to the ceiling, and curled the finger inwards! “Come here...” She told him, forbidden promises hidden in her words.

Spike slowly walked up to her. A part of him wanted to rush ahead, another wanted to keep his distance, rather creeped out by what was going on. But this more sensible part had little hope of winning this fight. He reached her throne and fell down on all fours, crawling the last bit of distance! His hand touched her lower leg, and he was confused by how it felt!

“Surprised?” Chrysalis had noticed his surprise due to his momentary hesitation! Seeing him nod, she continued: “Many are. They assume our outsides to be hard and cold, but instead they are nice to touch. Smooth, warm... aren't they?”

“Y-Yes...” Spike was surprised to hear himself stammer! He hadn't felt this vulnerable in so long... He felt like some teen trying to talk to his first big crush! As the changeling repeated the gesture with her finger, he continued his way.

Finally, he stopped just short of Chrysalis' wet cave! The smell... that sweet, musky scent of the changeling's pussy! When it hit Spike's nostrils, he had to keep himself from cumming then and there! He didn't want to cum yet! It would be embarrassing for the changelings to think that he was a quick shot! And something about that smell... It told him to hold back... Slowly, the dragon opened his maw, his long, thin tongue began to leave his mouth, craving the sweet nectar dripping from the folds in front of him!

But just before his tongue could sample it, Spike was stopped by Chrysalis' right hoof pressing against his forehead, pushing him back! “I said a little reward!” She told him sternly! There was almost disappointment in her voice... “I didn't allow you to taste it! I said it's a little taste of what's to come!” Then, her expression softened a little. “But if you want a taste...” She blew a cloud of smoke at him, then opened her mouth and let her own tongue hang out, “Come here!”

He crawled up her body, careful that his claws wouldn't damage the fabric of her dress... Spike finally reached Chrysalis' head, her tongue idly waving in front of her face! When it finally touched his face... A shiver of bliss ran down the dragon's spine! And when their long tongues finally began their dance, until they eventually locked their lips! And then, the taste of her saliva... The way she took control...

“Mmh!~” She laughed as they broke and the dragon panted in bliss! “Not a bad kisser! But,-” her eyes shifted lower, “-what is this?”

It was slightly embarrassing... Without noticing, Spike had started to hump the tall mare's leg! Pre-cum had started to dribble down, contrasting against the black chitin!

“Horny boy...” Chrysalis teased him, but it had a controlling, almost malicious, undercurrent. “We will need something to keep that cock of yours in line while you're here... Go back to where you stripped!”

Spike felt ashamed as he walked back. He felt like a virgin colt, or dragon, who was being lead on by a far more experienced female! A female he wanted to impress, but instead only showed how Why did he feel like this? He certainly wasn't inexperienced, but she made him feel like it was his first time...

Now, he stood there, his erection presented to everyone in the room, just shy of being pushed over the edge... It almost hurt!

A cruel grin spread on Chrysalis' face, but after a moment, she again had more of an 'interested' expression. “Ocellus?” She addressed a changeling, her chitin slightly more greenish-blue than most of the other changelings around.

The young changeling, much smaller than her mistress, bowed her head submissively! “Yes, Queen Chrysalis?”

“Put this on him.” Chrysalis levitated a ring from somewhere behind her throne over to the other changeling.

“Yes, Queen Chrysalis!” Ocellus replied, catching the ring. She knew what to do. Looking at Spike, she opened her mouth, baring her fangs, as she placed the ring inside of it.

Spike had to admit: on her, or Thorax before, they looked cute, unlike on Chrysalis where, despite her attractiveness, the fangs had something unsettlingly viscous, almost monstrous!

Ocellus walked up to Spike, the ring in her mouth visible. When she reached him, she fell down on her knees. She eyed the dragon's cock... And then, in one swift motion, pushed the ring down to its base!

Changeling mouth and throat were an interesting experience for the dragon, and, to his own surprise, Spike didn't blow his load then and there! He felt the orgasm shake his body, but... he he didn't shoot his load down the changeling's throat! It was an uncomfortable feeling, he had to admit. As if he was about to burst...

“Sorry...” Ocellus whispered shyly. “The ring-...” Before she could continue, Chrysalis spoke up again!

“The ring will keep you from being able to ejaculate as long as you wear it, unless I, or somebody I give the authority, allow it! You will wear it until your time with us ends, or I allow you to take it off!” It was also infused with changeling magic that would allow her to... adjust his physical features to a certain degree, to be more pleasing to her, to be more appropriate to a task for him...

“I'm sorry,” Ocellus repeated quietly, so that Queen Chrysalis didn't hear her! “But, if it is a consolation... your pre-cum did taste pretty nice!”

“Ocellus!” The queen's voice thundered, and the younger changeling winced, fearing that she had displeased Chrysalis! “Thorax!” The changeling Spike had met a few weeks ago stepped out of an alcove. “Lead Spike to his room!”

The dragon picked up his clothes on the floor and they left. Why did he want to please her so much? Spike now wondered as he followed Ocellus and Thorax. Why had he wanted to impress her when he had stripped for her? For a while, these thoughts were the main thing going through his mind, not paying attention to his surroundings.

It was kind of nice to see Thorax again. Especially as the dragon's mind cleared had cleared a little, after no longer being in Chrysalis' presence! That intoxicating smell was still in the air, but not quite as strong as it had been in the main chamber, and so he finally worked out how scary the changeling leader actually was... But, also, still very hot! And thinking about pleasing her made him feel all tingly.

As the two changelings lead Spike, they began to chat a little, though Thorax pretended not to know anything about trying to warn him! It would probably get him into a lot of trouble if Chrysalis found out... “Pharynx is the head of security.” Thorax explained after a while, trying not to look at Spike's lower regions.

“And he's your brother?”

“All of us are siblings but him and me came from the same clutch of eggs.”

On the one hand, especially with Chrysalis prior, it probably should've freaked the dragon out. On the other hand, they already had a very insectoid vibe about them, so this stuff didn't really surprise him. And how the corridors looked also reminded him of insects...

Ocellus almost wistfully mentioned how, a few years ago, she used to be active outside of Chrysalis' hideout. It was so nice to be outside, to interact with ponies... She had even befriended others. She still wondered what had happened to them.

As she watched the three leave, Chrysalis' eyes were fixated on the shaking dragon booty. She had almost felt bad about keeping the dragon from eating her out, but for someone as inexperienced in the pleasures of a changeling like him, getting a full load of a changeling's love juices, and the It might actually break his little mind, and that would make for a bad servant... He would need to slowly get accustomed to it... Changeling juices were a powerful drug, some might even say poison, that had aphrodisiac and mind-altering effects! And those should have already started to work on him. After all, he'd been exposed to them, and other drugs, since he'd visited her pleasure den! Together with the general experience, the mixture in the air helped to make customers relax, amplify their experiences and kept them coming back.

Once the two weeks were over, and he told her he wanted to leave, she'd let him go... But he wouldn't. He indeed wouldn't notice how the time would pass! His mind would be too befuddled by changeling poison and the other drugs in the air and his food, by magic and by pleasure! Chrysalis and her changelings would break him down and reeducate him! She'd use him as an attraction in her brothel, and she'd change his form to be even more pleasing to her! It was nice to finally have a dragon in her collection. She had members of almost every sentient species in Equestria under her thrall, but dragons were among those that had eluded her... Until now.

When Spike had tried to make contact with her, his fate had been sealed, not that he knew, or Wallflower Blush, knew it. Her eyes were everywhere, her informants legion! And this dragon had come to her attention even before he had been raising a stir trying to find her! He, and his gang, had shown themselves to be quite capable and resourceful, and good servants were so hard to come by.. She wanted him! And maybe she'd send him back after a while, so that she could absorb the rest of his organization! That club could become very useful for her, and she'd know how to keep it save from Sombra's machinations!

This little dragon would be hers, and she would use him for her goals and whims! And then, his friends would follow....

After a while of wandering ever deeper into the changeling lair, passing by busy looking changelings and, at least apparently, non-changelings, they reached Spike's room. The corridors had all looked like the one Spike had entered through. Almost like a natural cave, but not quite.

The door to his room opened by itself, and when it moved it made a wet 'shlick' sound. To the dragon, it almost appeared organic! However, when Spike touched the wall next to it, it felt firm, like rock, or maybe obsidian. He couldn't make much sense of it in any case. The room looked pretty much like the hallways: cavernous, which didn't bother him too much, probably because dragons, by nature, liked caves.

“This is your bed!” Ocellus pointed at something that looked like a cocoon, cut in half horizontally with the other half suspended above it. “I know it doesn't look like much, but it is pretty comfortable.” It looked a little creepy. But, as she had said, it did feel reasonably comfortable when Spike placed his hand on it to feel it. And honestly, after the meeting with Chrysalis, he felt as if he could fall asleep on top of one of those anti-homeless measures the city had built...

“The bathroom is over there!” The female changeling pointed at another door. Honestly, Spike was a little surprised the room had a bath, but maybe it was a 'guest room' of sorts.

“Over here,-” Thorax now took over, “-you have a desk and chair. In the drawer you'll find pen and paper, just in case you want to write something down. And in the shelf over there, there are a few books. I don't know if any of them are to your liking, however. I am sorry to say, but your phone won't be having any reception whatsoever down here.” And, he added quietly in his mind, the GPS had been magically blocked the moment he had entered the car.

He now stepped next to a weird thing, looking like a sack with a hose attached to it! “If you're feeling hungry, and since you can't live on emotions alone, or even predominantly... or at all... Well, this will keep you nourished, and hydrated!” The changeling told Spike. He grabbed and began to jerk it, until a small trickle of a green goo began to emerge. “It doesn't look very appetizing, but it isn't that bad!” He added when he saw Spike's disgusted expression! The goo also had similar effects to all the pheromones and drugs in the air on non-changelings, and could also be... administered in other ways than the mouth, but Chrysalis had forbidden any and all changelings from explaining that to Spike. And she would find out, one way or another...

For Spike, the whole thing felt like something out of a weird alien-porn story.

Now, Ocellus took over again: “And here, we have a wardrobe, where you can store your clothes. You won't be needing those during your stay.”

Spike grabbed his clothes again and went to stow them away. When he opened the wardrobe, he was surprised to see things inside. Things, because the stuff could hardly be called 'clothes'. Some gold jewelry, ankle and wrist bracelets, a golden collar, and a large ring he assumed to be for his tail! Alongside them was a finely worked gold chain and, looking at the stuff, it seemed like it was supposed to connect the tail-ring to the collar, to keep it up and revealing his rear-view the whole time! Next to the jewelry was a skimpy harem outfit, a maid outfit, some other stuff.... Maybe they'd had other guests and just not bothered to remove the stuff not for him? But he looked at it more closely and realized that they'd been tailored to fit him...

“How did you get my measures that well?” He asked the two, feeling uncomfortable again.

“I was the model...” Thorax admitted, somewhat embarrassed, while transforming into Spike. “Thanks to our meeting, I was able to get your measures reasonably accurate. And you better put on the bracelets and so on right now. The queen wants it.”

“Do I have to add the chain as well?”

“I don't think so.” Ocellus shrugged. “Not yet, at least. She wanted you to put on the rings explicitly.”

“You should take a nap. Queen Chrysalis will probably call for you soon, and you look tired.

“Yeah, I guess.” Indeed, he was feeling exhausted. Spike didn't know why, it wasn't late, he hadn't really done much, even including the trip here, the long drive... It was as if his 'audience' with Chrysalis had sapped his strength! And more and more, he started to question what had happened... The way he had acted... Wanting to make her well inclined to him was one thing, but he wanted her to like him, so be proud of him... And even if the feeling had lessened enough for him to question it, he still wanted to! This would be two very diffiucult weeks...

“Ocellus? Let's leave him alone for a bit. He needs to rest.” Thorax told the younger changeling. “I will wake you up when Queen Chrysalis asks for you again.”

“Alright.” Surprising himself, he even sounded tired!

As they left, Ocellus called to him over her shoulder: “See you!”

“See you too!” Spike smiled. He actually liked her and Thorax, despite what was going on. They seemed nice enough.

When the door had closed behind the two changelings, Spike grabbed the bracelets from the wardrobe and placed them on the desk. First, he slipped on the ankle bracelets, then the arms, the tail and, finally, the collar. They were tightly fitted, but not uncomfortably so. He almost wished that the room had a mirror, because he had a feeling that the jewelry was looking rather nice on him, even if it was in a somewhat embarrassing, submissive way. It really reminded him of the early days of him and Tempest having to whore themselves out when times got tough. When they had been young and inexperienced, they'd often been forced into submissive roles, especially in... bigger arrangements. Tempest had been the first to fight back there...

In any case, time to take a nap! He let himself drop onto the bed and as Ocellus had told him, it was pretty comfy! Comfy, but weird, now that he was lying on it. It had looked like a flat, solid surface, but now, it let him sink into it like water bed! It almost felt like the bed was beginning to engulf him. It was warm and cozy... But again felt strangely organic. It also moved a little, making it feel like a massage... He really should visit the twins again, he thought. He had neglected that with all the stuff that had been going on...

As tired as he was already feeling, he quickly fell asleep. And he didn't notice how the top-half of the cocoon lowered itself over him.

Thorax and Ocellus walked down the hallway. “I feel so bad about this...” The female changeling sounded sad.

Thorax himself wasn't happy about having to play such a role in his mistress' plans. Again. “I know...”

“He really is nice. And I bet his friends will worry about him!”

“I know!” He repeated, more strained.

“I wish we could do something for him, but if they find out...”

“Yes...”

“I still remember the time I was on outside duty...” Ocellus sounded nostalgic. “Such a big, interesting world. I even befriended-...”

“Hush. You know...” Thorax didn't finish, but Ocellus knew what he was going to say. Chrysalis and those that didn't have doubts might consider it treason, or at the very least a potential leak, if they'd know that one of them had 'friends' outside. 'Friendship'... Chrysalis considered it weakness. And fake. In her opinion, anyone would turn on their 'friends' once it was for their benefit. The changelings only had each other, their leader Chrysalis, and the ones Chrysalis decided to 'add' to their group.

Spike was having a very pleasant dream. He was cuddled against somepony soft and delightfully squishy. With nice, big, squeezable milkers! He didn't know who it was... Was it Rarity? Was it Fluttershy? Was it Chrysalis? Or was it, maybe, for whatever reason, Mayor Celestia?! Honestly? He didn't care too much. The embrace almost felt motherly, it was that cozy... But he also felt slightly stimulated in certain areas...

Thorax looked at the sleeping dragon, clad only in the jewelry. When he had stepped up to the bed, the cocoon had opened and revealed their 'guest'. The bed had almost engulfed him, leaving only his face free enough to allow him to breathe! The mass of the bed was moving slightly around the dragon's erogenous zones. The little moans he let out were pretty cute, the changeling had to admit.

Unfortunately, it was now time to wake him. Thorax lowered his hands, and the bed receded, revealing the dragon's shoulder. Gently, the changeling grabbed it and shook it. “Hey, Spike! Wake up!” He told him, loud enough to wake him, but not shouting. “Queen Chrysalis wants to see you!” As he tried to wake him up, the bed returned to its original shape.

“Hmm? Just five more minutes...” Spike mumbled as he finally woke up.

Thorax shook his head. “Sorry, but she wants to see you asap.”

Sitting up, Spike stretched and yawned. “Oh! Hi, Thorax!” He only really noticed him now! “How long have I been asleep?”

“Five hours, give or take.” The changeling replied as he helped him up.

“So, do we have meet Chrysalis immediately,” The dragon asked Thorax as he continued to stretch, to wake himself up properly, including balancing on his tail and a handstand during which he spread his legs, much to Thorax' embarrassment, “or can I wake up first, maybe take a quick shower?”

“I guess a few minutes will be fine.” The changeling sighed. At least he hoped so. When Chrysalis got angry... “How did you know that your bath had a shower?”

“I hoped so. Thanks for confirming! Alright! Then, for a quick meal and then and a cool shower!” Though 'cool' by dragon standards would still be quite warm. But first for... whatever meal of the day it'd be! And Thorax marveled at how Spike was handling the dispenser. The changeling even felt himself getting hard! The dragon knew how to work a shaft, it seemed. He had started at just rubbing it, but then started to treat the dispenser like a cock, getting really into it.

Perhaps, Thorax mused, it was instinct? Or maybe, probably, just the effects of the stuff in the air, the treatment the bed was giving him, and the fact that the nutrition dispenser had an aphrodisiac effect on non-changelings. And seeing the dragon get going, seeing his ass happily wiggle around and his tail waving... The changeling had to get a hold of himself!

“You alright?” He got torn out of his thoughts when Spike returned, wiping some green slime off of his face!

“Yeah, It's just that our usual guests are a little bit more ashamed when they're naked.”

“Let's just say,” Spike sighed, “I am no stranger to this. And now, let me take that shower!” He sauntered off, shaking his ass as he disappeared into the the bathroom.

Thorax shook his head. What a weird, but oddly pleasant, guy the dragon was. How much of this behavior was because of who, and how, he was, and what was because of the 'treatment' the queen was putting him through...

When they arrived back at Chrysalis' throne, she looked very much displeased! “You are late...” She almost snarled, her eyes flashing dangerously! But then, she changed, displeasure changed to disappointment and even her voice seemed more sad than angry. “You were supposed to be here quickly!” But if one payed close attention, her eyes betrayed her still...

The moment Spike was in her presence, he again started to feel more light headed. Or rather, more light headed than back in his room. And he felt small and guilty to have disappointed her! When she had verbally lashed out at him, he hadn't been afraid, or worried... He had just felt like a huge disappointment, like he had let her down. What was it with her that she could make him feel like that?

Still looking disappointed, Chrysalis shook her head. “Maybe you aren't interested in our deal after all? Maybe you just want to go back to your friends without finding out who was behind that fire?”

The dragon felt even more guilty now... “N-no C-,” seeing her glare, he quickly corrected himself before saying her name, “-Queen Chrysalis! I am sorry!”

“Then why did you make me wait?” The leader of the changelings sounded almost heartrendingly disappointed now, moving on her throne in a weird mix of lasciviousness and sadness!

“I AM Sorry!” Spike repeated, pleading to her! “I wanted to take a nap because I felt tired! And Thorax woke me, telling me that you wanted to see me. I decided to take a shower first!”

“Oh? You wanted to be... 'presentable' for me?” She seemed to perk up a little, as if she was flattered!

“Yes! No!...Maybe?” He wasn't sure himself now, he wanted to please her after all! “I don't quite know... I just felt like taking a shower, but, maybe it was because of you?”

Chrysalis covered her mouth, as if surprised and flattered, but in fact hiding a grin she couldn't suppress! Additionally, to her satisfaction the changes to Spike's body had already started, even if it was barely noticeable... His hips had widened, his ass had gotten a bit bigger, his chest a bit more slight... She liked her toys to be a bit on the bishounen side. Made them useful in more roles, and attires. The ring, the stuff in the air and in his food made it possible, though it wouldn't be permanent until at least a month had passed, and that was for ponies! For a dragon, it might take longer! Maybe half a year?

“Well,” the changeling told Spike magnanimously, “since it's your first day here, maybe it was just an accident. I will forgive you for this time, but don't let it happen again!”

The dragon felt relief spread through his body! “No, Queen Chrysalis!”

“You learn fast, little dragon!” She praised him, managing to get her grin under control and readjusting her posture so that her arms rested on the chair, her legs crossed, giving just a hint of her pussy from underneath her dress!

“Thank you, Queen Chrysalis!” The dragon was surprised with how much pride and relief he was speaking these words!

“You know, if you want to make it up to me...” Chrysalis leaned forward, no longer hiding her grin. Gesturing with her right hoof, she continued, “If you catch my drift?”

Spike did. Though he'd never been much of a hooves/paws/claws/whatever guy. If a customer had asked for it, sure, but the dragon usually preferred to stay above the knees. With the changeling however, there was something unnaturally alluring about her smooth, shiny black hooves and legs, and the way it swayed slightly...

Before he realized it, Spike had already moved up to her! Kneeling, he gently grabbed her hoof and lifted it up to his face. At least it was clean and well kept. She probably had had a pedicure before he'd come back.

Slowly, Chrysalis' hoof edged closer and closer to the dragon's mouth. Then, he kissed it. A chuckle, pleasant to him, reached his ears from above, from Chrysalis. Spike began to work his way up, kissing and licking. First her shins, then her thighs, leaving a trail of slowly drying saliva on the smooth chitin. Moving over her thighs the dragon reached the changeling's cunt, he was careful to avoid this grand price!

She hadn't given him permission, after all...

Another chuckle reached his ears when Chrysalis moved her leg. The dragon stopped his licking and worshiping of her body as he was gently pushed back by her hoof against his chest! He wasn't pushed back by much, just enough to allow her leg to move well. “You truly are skilled with that tongue of yours...” She praised Spike, caressing his face with her hoof, tracing around his head. It was soon, she thought. Usually, for the next step, her prey had to get more preparations done to them, but she had a a feeling, considering how well he was already doing... “Go ahead. I think you can take it, big boy... Eat me out!”

If it hadn't been for the ring around his dick, Spike probably would've blown a load the moment the last three words hit his ears! That Chrysalis deigned him worthy of tasting her folds... He had never felt more flattered! To hear a mare like her compliment him, allow him to worship her. To serve her...

Seeing how he hesitate,overwhelmed by the honor bestowed on him, Chrysalis guessed he needed a little more egging on... “Do it!” She told him! “Come on! Do it!”

And he did.

It was the first time he tasted a pussy like hers... Sweet, but not overbearingly, yet pleasantly spicy as well... As addicting, if not even more, as her smell, her voice... her very being! And the smell...

“Not bad, not bad at all...” Chrysalis praised his eager tongue work! “Good boy!”

It was the first time Spike let out an aroused moan from being praised, and the 'Good boy'... It made him feel all fuzzy! Together with what his tongue was experiencing, it was surreal!

To Spike, it felt like he had but started, when she stopped him! “Your tongue is almost as skilled as a changeling's! But I think this will be enough for now!”

The dragon looked at her in confusion! He had just started, and she hadn't cum yet!”

“But-...”

“Surprised because you haven't made me climax yet? That will be for when you earned it. Then, I will allow you to drive me to a climax!” She grabbed his face and pulled him up, so that she could better look into his eyes! “But since you did so well, I think a little reward is in order...“ With a smirk, Chrysalis snapped her fingers, and the pressure around the base of Spike's shaft lessened somewhat! “Come on. Rub one out.”

The dragon didn't respond and just stared at her.

“Do it, before I decide otherwise!” Chrysalis snapped, pushing him off of her and back to the floor! But as rapidly as her demeanor had shifted one way, it returned to the magnanimous one before! A smile returned to her face. “Or maybe you need a little bit of extra... stimulation?” She let the straps of her dress slide down so that she revealed her breasts, her dark green aerola and nipples being shown to Spike for the first time. The dragon longed to taste them, knead them, worship them! “Well, don't you want to show how much you like them?”

His mouth now dry, Spike nodded. He crawled some steps back, so that he could see all of her, then sat down. Legs crossed, eyes fixed on Chrysalis' body, darting between her gorgeous, voluptuous breasts and her cunt, he spit on his right hand and began to jack himself off.

Enjoying what she saw, Chrysalis' left hand squeezed one of her breasts, while her right hand began to play with her pussy. Something that egged Spike on even more! He varied his technique and speed, sometimes using his left hand to fondle his balls, play with his tip, help his right on the shaft, or squeeze his own nipples. At times, he moved his body to show it off a little...

“Little dragon?” Chrysalis' teasing voice, interrupted by just the slightest moans from her own deeds, barely reached his brain after a few minutes. “Are you about to cum?”

“Y-yes...” He half-moaned, half-croaked. There were only two things in his mind right now: Cumming, and pleasing Chrysalis. Did she want him to cum now? Or would she prefer him to keep back, maybe edge himself for her amusement?

At least this time, she seemed to actually feel generous! “Go ahead! Shoot your load! As far, as much as you can!”

Hearing these words, he let himself go. And in his current state of mind, it was the best orgasm he had ever had, pleasing not only himself, but her as well... Letting out a loud moan, he blew his load, or rather loads! The first one went long, surprising even him! It impacted on the backrest of Chrysalis' chair, barely missing her face.

The rest was less explosive. A few splurts left white trails on the dark floor between them, before the rest slowly trickled out of his cock. Spike was staring at the ceiling, a derpy smile on his face, his tongue hanging out, as he panted happily.

Chrysalis herself shuddered a little as her own self-inflicted orgasm hit her, just as the glob of sticky white liquid impacted next to her head! With a smile, she used a finger to scoop up a part of it! “Very nice...” She grinned at the dragon as she held the finger in front of her eyes and gave it a little trying lick! “Mmh~!” Yes, she could taste his potential as she cleaned her finger! Then, she gestured to two of her attendants. “Have him be useful for the rest of the day!”

Letting Spike catch his breath for a few moments, one of the attendant then grabbed his arm and pulled him up. “Follow me.” The other one told him. They'd put him to good use. Nothing too big for now, maybe help with the laundry, or some other menial tasks. Once the Queen decided he was ready, there would be more interesting things...

Spike felt happy to be of use.

When the three had left, Chrysalis looked at Ocellus. “Clean this up!” She barked, pointing at the mess the dragon had left on the ground!

Sometime later, Spike had started to get accustomed to everything. He even was already able to find his way through the labyrinthian tunnels. Most of the time! Maybe it helped that he was a dragon, after all they did like caves. However, there was one issue...

He didn't know what day it was! “Hey, Thorax? I have a question!” Spike approached one of the two changelings he'd gotten somewhat close to. “I'm a bit hazy and being inside, without a window, or clock, for so long... I'm losing my feeling for time a little. How many days am I here now?”

Thorax stayed quiet for a few moments. “Two days.” It was a lie. Spike had been with them for almost a full week now! He hated that he had to do it, but he couldn't go against Chrysalis now could he?! If... No, when she found out, there'd be hell to pay for him! And if she found out how often Pharynx had covered for Thorax, his older brother would have to pay as well!

“Huh... Could've sworn it felt longer!” The dragon's perception of time would continue to degrade, until it would all just blend together. Thorax had seen it before! Once the victim was broken down enough to be another one of Chrysalis' slaves, toys, whatever, they'd get used to all the effects, in fact wouldn't be able to live without them most likely, and be able to realize the passage time again. It wouldn't be useful to have servants that didn't realize that it was 8 AM and not 7 PM, not to mention the day!

Time passed. Spike became ever more part of the hive, or whatever it was. On one occasion, he, out of a gut feeling, entered a room he was just passing by. Inside, he found Queen Chrysalis, standing in front of a number of females of varying species' chained to the wall. Some of them had bloated bellies, and a green liquid running out between the legs, mixed with their love juices. Slowly, the dragon stepped into the room, curios about what was going on.

“What are you doing, Queen Chrysalis?” He addressed her with utmost deference.

Her head turned, and she looked at him. For a moment, Chrysalis seemed surprised, but that was replaced with opportunistic satisfaction! “Come in! And call me 'Mistress'!” She told him. “To always call me by my full name and title is getting a little cumbersome, isn't it?”

“As you wish, mistress!” The words came so easily to him as he walked In. When he had reached her, the dragon fell onto his knees, gently brushed against her hip with his face and then looked up at the changeling. He had also noticed something between her legs that hadn't been there before...

“As for what I am doing... I am creating another batch of my changelings!” Chrysalis smirked and let out a moan as she said this! “The thing between my legs right now is no cock. It's an ovipositor! I am putting a clutch of eggs into these broodmares, then send in a breeding stud or two to fertilize them. When I'm in a really good mood, I do it myself even!” Chrysalis let out an uncharacteristically 'nice' chuckle.

“Oh?”

“You wonder how changeling procreation works, my little pet?”

Spike nodded.

Chrysalis grinned, flashing her fangs. “I am in good mood, so I will humor you. Our usual way of procreation is for me, the queen, to lay eggs into females of other species as brood mares, or sometimes female changelings, that can then be fertilized by males, or me,” she added with a chuckle. “However, as you might guess due to our... unique properties, this is not the only way... The eggs can be fertilized inside of a changeling queen beforehand already, and these eggs tend to produce above average changelings. Your friend, Thorax, and his brother came from such eggs for example. However changelings from eggs fertilized inside of the broodmare seem to take on traits of the stuff and the... mother, which is rather interesting.”

Chrysalis petted Spike on the head. Honestly, it was kind of nice to have such an interest listener! Most of her usual victims were too lost in their expected obedience to her. They'd listen because she wanted them to listen, not because of any actual interest. Maybe he was more than the usual 'client'. “And lastly, normal pregnancy. We changeling females can also be impregnated by male changelings and of other species, and male changelings can impregnate mares and so on. However, it is less efficient, since it produces off-springs in the usual amount of the species of the broodmare, or mother.” As if it was an afterthought, she added: “Though it is very useful for creating sleeper agents! If they aren't in a changeling rich environment, their changeling traits don't become active until they run into other changelings... And this is also the way new changeling leaders are born: As real, direct children of the ruling changeling queen!”

If Spike had been in his right mind, what he just heard would've been nightmare fuel. IThough it was questionable how much truth there was in her stories. But if what Chrysalis was saying was true, an unknown amount of changeling sleeper agents, who themselves didn't even know they were, were living in Equestria!

But he didn't think about it. Instead, he just asked her: “How does laying eggs feel?”

“Pretty nice. Vaguely similar to blowing a load, as the eggs slide down the ovipositor and into the receiving womb, coated in a nourishing lubricant.” Hmm... yes, she'd indulge him a little bit more! “If you wish, you can watch me lay my eggs in them and the following impregnation. And if you continue to be a good boy, maybe you'll be allowed to breed brood mares as well, at some point. I do wonder how a changeling with dragon and kirin traits would turn out... In fact, if you are a very good boy and serve me well, maybe you could sire a new generation of changeling royalty... And help the hive spread!”

“It...,” Spike answered slowly, almost dreamily, “would... be... an honor!” And then, he had an idea. “Can I help you?”

“What do you have in mind?”

Instead of answering verbally, he started to gently stroke and massage Chrysalis' ovipositor. “Mmh~...” The changeling hummed. “Not bad... How did you know that stimulating it would make me feel good?”

“Educated guess.”

When Chrysalis was finished, she led Spike out of the room. She turned and adressed one of her guards. “Captain? Get some of your men and fertilize them. Let them wait for a bit then bring them to the other pregnant broodmares... And milk those that are ready. Since he,-” she pointed at Spike,- “is being such a good pet, I want to give this little dragon something special for his meal today...”

Later, looking at the dragon doing his best to please her, Chrysalis mused about the situation. It was somewhat surprising her! She had expected dragons to be more resilient but then again, she remembered, the first griffon that had come to her behaved somewhat the same way! He had seemed to lose himself quickly, but when she had pushed him, it turned out that he took longer to break than ponies, or kirin! Maybe it was the same with dragons, or at least this dragon! It could have something to do with the innate pride griffons, and from what she'd heard dragons, possessed. It being bent was one thing, it being broken another...

Maybe it had something to do with what she had found out about him... Abandoned at a very young age... Maybe he fell in so easily because this started to feel like family, after all, they all, in some form, were one big changeling family... Maybe he saw her not only as a Mistress, but also a... mommy... An amusing thought for Chrysalis, considering how many changelings she had sired...

No, It wouldn't do to try to push him over the edge too soon... Right now, he was an obedient tool and, judging by his background and behavior so far, he wouldn't object to being put to use in more sensual ways, but if she rushed it, he would probably start resisting! If she forced him to give up any pretense of returning to his friends, or to turn them over to her, too soon, things could begin to unravel unduly!

Again more time passed. Today, Chrysalis would put Spike to work at the very place where he had first made personal contact with changelings! He had been blindfolded, and when they had been removed, the changeling that had welcomed him back in the day had stood before him.

Now, however, she didn't look quite as obediently nice. In fact, she looked at him sternly, with a barely concealed hunger in her eyes! She lead him into a changing room, where the maid uniform and the harem outfit from his wardrobe had been laid out. Alongside the chain that would connect his tail to his collar. The intentions were clear, and he dressed without care. Anyone standing behind him would see his private parts, and he would be more than happy to show them off, give them a nice sway, as Queen Chrysalis certainly would want him to!

“Turn around!” The receptionist barked at him, seemingly enjoying that she had someone new to boss around. It was rather obvious that she did more than just man the front desk. “Very nice. Now bend over!” He did. And she gave him a spank. “Oh yes! I thought you had potential when we first met, and seeing this, I wasn't wrong! You know, the Queen allowed me to have some fun with you, once your shift is over... I am looking forward to it!” These last words were spoken in a very hungry, almost predatory, voice. The receptionist had looked so sweet when Spike had seen her first, but she hid a devious personality...

“For now,” She told Spike as she lead him out of the room, “I want you to clean up. You are already wearing a maid uniform after all!” She gave him a spank on his ass. “And remember to look good for our guests, slut! Maybe you'll get some, and if they want to use you, they'll pay!”

As she had told him, Spike was doing his best to look alluring as he cleaned, shaking his hips, doing his best to act like a femdrake... Whenever a guest passed by, he showed off his ass, bending over for example. Some of the guests seemed to like it, with a few even fondling up, before they were hurried along by their escorts, while others scoffed. He didn't know if it was because of his behavior, his looks, the fact that he was a guy, or his species...

At one point, while dusting through a room, a guest seemed to have split from his escort, followed him and had started to feel him up. It had been a griffon, and his paws rubbed over his body, his right finally giving just a thrilling squeeze around Spike's throat, his left rubbing over the dragon's ass. The way his breath smelled, and his way of talking, had indicated that he was at least slightly sloshed, but at this moment, there was nothing better for Spike... He was almost disappointed when an annoyed looking changeling had pulled the griffon away, scolding him for running off from his appointment!

After an hour, the receptionist decided that it was time for the dragon to do some real work. Of course, as Chrysalis' currently favored pet, he wouldn't be doing too much, for now, but at least a little bit of work. She told Spike to put on the harem outfit.

Sitting on a sofa was a rich looking stallion, his face hidden behind a half-mask. To his left, arms wrapped around his arm as eye candy, was a very shapely mare who was also wearing a mask. The mare noticed Spike and pointed at him, followed by some whispering into the stallion's ear.

“You know I'm not usually into this,” He replied with a smirk and rubbed her cheek, “but, but I've always wanted to put a dragon in his place. Why not?” The stallion looked up, looked at Spike! “You there! Come here and... entertain me, and my girl!”

Once the shift was over, Spike's 'clothes' were stained. And he walked a little funny. Now, he was servicing the receptionist. It was one of the perks the changeling had due to her position! Despite seemingly 'only' being the receptionist, since Chrysalis in the end 'ran' the whole operation, she was the one managing the day-to-day. Seemingly only manning the desk also was a bit of a safety measure. After all, most wouldn't guess that the humble receptionist was the most important person in the room...

Standing just outside the door was Thorax, waiting to lead Spike back to Chrysalis. And he felt very bad about it. The two weeks were almost over and the poor dragon didn't even realize it! And he, Thorax, had helped Queen Chrysalis condition him, to break him down... He helped her to use him! And he felt guilty as hell about it.

Thorax had often wondered, if Changelings couldn't just live side by side with ponies and the other species. One time, either Chrysalis had overheard him or one of his siblings had told her, he had been viciously lectured, about how society would never willingly give to them what they needed, never accept them, except, of course, those that were allowed access for business, and how it was all just for his, and his siblings best. Honestly, to Thorax it had always felt more like a guilt trip and to keep them in line, but he also didn't really have anything to disprove it. But Spike had always been rather nice to him, even before the effects had gotten as pronounced...

Maybe he should talk with Ocellus... Though she hadn't spent as much time with Spike as himself after his arrival, she also had been somewhat fond of the dragon after all, and she yearned to experience the world, rather than be stuck in the hive, while others got to go outside... In any case, he had to do something...

Now, Queen Chrysalis was again contemplating how to proceed with her newest plaything. Yes... What to do with him? Mockingly, she caressed the dragon's face, asking him what she should do with him? “Should I sell you?” Chrysalis had done so with some of her victims, and not all of them had come to make a deal... or out of their own, free will. “But you're such a good little pet... Maybe I should turn you into a breeder? Turn you into a changeling?” There were some ancient writings about magic and other means that might be able to transform a being into changeling, though she had never tried them before. “Hmm... maybe I should just completely brainwash you and make you my lover! So many possibilities...” The changeling chuckled! “Drone?” She had stopped referring to him by name almost completely now. The less he saw himself as an independent individual, the better.

“Yeeees... my queen?” Spike mumbled, cum dripping from the tip of his cock. By now, he basically constantly aroused and ready to go.

“You might earn a name soon, if you continue being such a good servant!” Maybe she'd just give him back his old one. 'Spike' seemed rather fitting. And it'd feel right to him. Names had power. A being with a name was harder to break down, since they clung to their identity!

“Thank you, my queen!

Then, inspiration hit her! “Oh! I just had a great idea! Yes! I'll turn you into my personal little monster!” Chrysalis cheered, very pleased with her own genius! “My attack dog! My bodyguard, and my executioner! Maybe even my prime breeding stud...” Around her, her lackeys cheered and applauded, beside themselves with fawning over their mistress' genius.

“There are means to make you nice and buff! Your chest will be swell! Your scales will become bulletproof! Your arms will grow strong enough to tear a pony in half! Those little claws will be like knifes!” Chrysalis proclaimed! “And your little friend down there... If I am not mistaken, it will be a real mare destroyer...” With a malicious tone, she added: “Maybe I'll also use you to break disobedient bitches!”

After a moment of contemplation, Chrysalis looked at two of the servants next to the throne.“In fact, let me try it right now... It will not be permanent, yet, so consider it a test run! You two! Go! Go and bring me...” She rattled of a list of things she'd need.

Once her preparations were complete, she gave Spike a bowl. Inside of it was a small amount of a sickly green glowing liquid. “Drink!” The mistress told him, commanding, yet sensual and generous. Once the vile-tasting liquid had been drained, Chrysalis proceeded to hit him with her own magic.

When she stopped... nothing happened. To Chrysalis' confusion. “Why is nothing happening?! THERE SHOULD BE AN IMMEDIATE TRANSFORMATION!!!” Apparently, she wasn't taking well to things not going her way.

But then, things started to happen. First, the dragon's legs grew and bulged, becoming slaps of muscle, the claws on his feet lengthened. His wings grew larger, almost comical in proportion to the rest of his, as of yet still unchanged, body. Spike's arms now followed in the same vein as his legs, truly looking like he could rip a pony in half! The tail, at its base was now as thick as some ponies' upper bodies! His snout lengthened as his head and tail grew, his teeth becoming ever more vicious looking, together with the spikes on his head and back! And finally, his torso, especially his chest, grew and bulged out! If he'd been here, Spike would have put Big Macintosh to shame!

Spike had grown. A lot. He was now towering over even Chrysalis, as a wall of muscle and scale! The bracelets around his arms, legs, neck and tail seemed to be on the verge of snapping! His eyes,almost slits, glaring in a mix of barely restrained greed, lust, anger, and... obedience. And, maybe because of how the transformation had happened, or because it hadn't 'set', wasn't final, the eyes were pure white..

As the dragon breathed, a deep rumble filled the hall. When he moved, the sound of his feet, and his claws, on the ground echoed. He was like some primordial beast! A being of pure, barely restrained power!

And he was hers! Hers alone! Chrysalis was beside herself with self-satisfaction and joy! “Yes! Yeeees! This is even better than I had anticipated! I mean,” she quickly backtracked, trying to look like everything had gone as she had expected, “This is exactly what was supposed to be happen! Oh yes!” Then, her eyes fell on Spike's crotch. And what she saw there took her breath away...”T-TWO?!” Chrysalis stammered as she inadvertently licked her lips!

Indeed, side-by-side between Spike's legs were not one, but two, as Chrysalis had put it before, 'mare destroyers', already leaking pre-cum. Around the base of the right one was the ring that Thorax had put around it, so that was the original one. Like this, the dragon really would be a bitch breaker, and if the potential was genetic, he truly would be a prime specimen for breeding...

The changeling queen just had to give this new and improved toy a test run! Too bad he didn't have horns... They'd probably be great to get a hold on...

“Drone!” Chrysalis called out to him, but he didn't react. Had his intelligence taken a hit? That would be unfortunate... A mindless brute would be less useful than an intelligent henchman.. Though, maybe it was because 'drone' wasn't exactly a specific way of addressing him, together with him being less used to it... Rolling her eyes, she called out his name: “Spike?”

As if it was difficult for him to talk, he answered slowly! “Yeeees, mistress?” His voice was now a low, deep rumble, appropriate to his new appearance!

Rubbing her thighs together, letting one of the straps of her dress already fall, she told him: “You are looking great, my little dragon...”

“Thank you... mistress...” He lowered his head in a small bow.

“You are truly proof of my genius!” Chrysalis bragged as her dress hit the floor, “and I think you deserve a little reward for that! And I deserve two big rewards, if you catch my drift...”

“Yes, mistress!” This time, the dragon grinned almost as much as Chrysalis as he walked up to her! As he got closer, the changeling could almost swear that she felt the ground tremble at his steps, though she was convinced that this was only her imagination.

When he came to halt in front of her, Spike lowered himself, so that his head was just barely above Chrysalis'. The so-called queen let her nails brush over the scale of his face. They had hardened, though if she added some pressure, there still was a pleasant softness remaining.

Her hand moved down, feeling all the newly gained muscle mass. 'Brick wall' wouldn't have done him justice! She grabbed his right hand and placed it around her hip. Her other hand gently brushed over one of his cocks. Her tongue, licking his cheek, stretched to reach the dragon's ear... “Do what you want, big guy!”

As if he had only waited for this, and he probably had, Spike drew in a deep breath! When he exhaled, small blue flames shot out from his nostrils! Again he drew breath, and this time he spoke. Two words. “Spike.. Want!” Then, his powerful hands grabbed Chrysalis' ass! She felt almost tiny to him now, and her moans as his strong fingers easily handled her, though he was careful not to pierce the chitin, were very pleasant. Mirroring what Chrysalis had done before, his tongue now licked over her smooth face! Unlike before, however, her tongue gladly joined in.

With a roar, Spike lifted her off the ground! Her hooves immediately clasped together behind his back as she began to make out with him! One of his hands moved up, to squeeze the tits that were his reward! The other lowered her onto his two waiting rods...

When she felt the tips press against her holes, Chrysalis called out to the assembled crowd: “WATCH US! WATCH YOUR QUEEN REWARD HER NEW, HER GREATEST SERVANT!” Just as she finished the last sentence, she let out a scream of pleasure when the dragon sunk his lengths into her wet, welcoming folds!

The others crowded around the brutish beast as he started to brutally fuck their leader! And Chrysalis had to admit... if she hadn't been able to change her body according to her whims, his girth might have hurt her! But with her innate abilities, and his massive dragon cocks, it was bliss she had rarely experienced before!

Fifteen minutes later, hitting her third orgasm, Chrysalis realized what she had forgotten! She didn't count on was the dragon's stamina! He hadn't cum once yet... As great as the rutting was, if it continued like this, he might fuck HER brains out! It wouldn't do if he left her a drooling mess that couldn't think of anything but dragon cock! Especially considering that the transformation wasn't permanent yet! One submissive, brainwashed dragon, and his queen that could only think about his cock! What would that mean for the future of the changelings? Nothing good, she was sure!

Suddenly, Spike roared that it shook the hall! His grip on Chrysalis tightened and she realized that, finally, he was cumming as well! Moments later, the changeling cumming for the fourth time, she felt how her holes were being filled by a torrent of jizz that the dragon's balls were churning out!

Her ass and pussy were being flooded, and the way it felt, Chrysalis could swear that it was dripping out of her pussy like a waterfall, despite it being plugged by the massive cock! She wouldn't even be surprised if her belly started to bulge a little... Well, at least she'd be able to catch her br-...

The dragon began to move again, obviously not yet satisfied! But she needed a break to catch her breath! And to taste his cum...

Chrysalis fought to raise her hands, her body almost totally having given in to him! She grabbed his face and looked right into his blank eyes, then drew a deep breath! “S-STOP!” It didn't sound as authoritative as she would've liked... And the following words followed suit, to her own shame! “I think... I need a minute to catch my breath. In the meantime, you can entertain yourself with the others!” She had wanted to make it sound like a generous offer to him, while she'd watch and judge! But instead, well...

Without replying anything, the dragon carried her, still impaled on his twin-cocks, to her throne and gently let her down. Then, with a bestial grin, he turned around. Chrysalis could almost swear she heard him chuckle... Arrogant little... But anyway, she needed a break! Of course, usually even a specimen like him wouldn't be a real problem to handle for her, but she had been... unprepared! Yes!

Taking a deep breath, she told the assembled crowd: “Satisfy his needs!” And, even if some of them looked a bit worried at the dragon's size, they obeyed. They crowded around the throne and offered themselves to Spike.

Earlier this night, in a Manehattan parking garage

They had been called here in the message that Tempest Shadow had received. 'They', because Tempest wasn't alone! Big Mac, Applejack, Flash, Fleetfoot and Rarity had come along! Spike's second-in-command hadn't liked that her friends and partners-in-crime had wanted to come along, but it had been impossible to deny it to all of them, especially considering how close they were, and the two siblings were his usual bodyguards. For Rarity... She had thrown a tantrum just on the chance that she wasn't allowed to help to find her 'Spikey-wikey', and it had proved very effective...

And that was what it was about: In the message, they'd been told that Chrysalis wasn't playing fair with Spike, and that he was under the influence of certain substances! They'd been asked to come to this place at 11:30 PM, to meet somepony who wanted to help them. It was suspicious, but the worry about the dragon superseded anything else!

Fluttershy had wanted to come along, but all of them had told her off. It wasn't that they didn't trust her, and they knew that she was just as worried about Spike, but... she was still a cop!

As they walked through the parking garage, Rarity had to admit that it was like out of a cheap noir movie, or novel. She probably should indulge herself in one of the better ones again, it had been a while... The lights were dim. Either, the building had seen better days, which was likely anyway, or somepony had been busy and fucked around with the power supply... The first option was more propbable.

The group reached the third highest floor, as described in the message. After a few minutes of further walking, in a corner hidden from sight next to an elevator with a sign saying 'out of order' they saw a figure wearing a hat and trench coat. For Rarity, the guy was laying the whole 'noir' thing on very thickly... But she'd be lying if she'd claim that she didn't get a kick out of It! Too few ponies valued the style of old classics!

“You there!” Tempest called out to the figure! “What's up with Spike'! Where is he?!”

The figures head spun around. For a moment, it froze! “I wanted you to come alone!” The voice sounded like a young male, surprised and angry! “I'm lea-...”

Before he could finish Big Macintosh rushed to grab the hooded figure, but his sister was faster! And only barely beat Tempest Shadow herself and, surprisingly, Rarity to the punch!

“Who are you?” Applejack growled as she lifted him of his hooves and pressed his back against the wall! “How do YOU know what's going on? What's wrong with Spike?!”

The guy struggled, his gloved hand grabbing Applejack's hand, trying to get it away from his throat! As his body moved, his hat fell to the ground. And revealed an insectoid being.

“What in tarnation...?” AJ gasped as her grip slipped! “A changeling?!”

“My name is Thorax!” He croaked, gasping for air! “And I'd appreciate it if you could be a bit more quiet! She has eyes and ears everywhere!” He only noticed the shocked silence after he had said this. “Why are you so surprised? You know Spike was making a deal with us!”

“Well, from what we know, all of you are blindly loyal to your boss. Or queen, or whatever.” Applejack was still a little confused!

Flash continued for her: “So, having a changeling trying to tell us about what is going on with Spike, probably going against her instructions, is a bit surprising.”

“Eeyup!” Big Mac nodded as Fleetfoot helped the changeling back to his hooves.

“Well, she never explicitly forbade us...” The changeling murmured, more to himself. Then, he addressed Spike's gang: “Do you know how difficult it was to arrange for me to be able to meet you here without it coming to her attention? Please! Let me tell you what I'm here for! I don't want Chrysalis to find out!”

The others exchanged glances for a moment. “Well,” Tempest spoke up, “alright. Shoot!”

“Basically, since his arrival Chrysalis drugged him, which causes him to lose track of the time passing. She wants to keep him as a plaything and has already used him in one of her 'Pleasure Dens'.”

Rarity felt blazing anger rise inside of her! “This. Won't. Stand!” The white unicorn declared angrily! “WHERE IS SHE?!”

“Quiet please!” Thorax tried to get her to reduce her volume, while Fleetfoot and Flash tried to calm Rarity down! “I'll try to make arrangements! But please, wait a week for me to get everything set in order!”

“Tsk... alright...” Tempest looked anything but happy about having to wait to bust her friend out! Though, she had one burning question: “Why are you helping us?”

“Because Spike's a nice guy and he doesn't deserve whatever Chrysalis planned for him. And, to be honest, she is an abusive monster, but we just can't go against her... Maybe some day...”

“And why this get up?” Rarity shot a glare at Fleetfoot's back for the somewhat dismissive tone she had used!

“Because changelings can be pretty good at spotting other changelings.” He grumbled. He told them he wanted this to be over quick, but they bothered with questions like that?! “For them, it wouldn't have mattered if I transformed, so I decided to just cover as much as possible. And maybe I watched an old movie ones and my imagination just ran with that, OK?” He waited for a moment. “No more unnecessary questions? OK! Now listen! I'll tell you where Spike is...”

Thorax told them that, and offered a few angles about how to approach his liberation... When they returned to the club, Tempest and the others had a lot planning to do and very little time.

Back in Chrysalis' hideout, the leader of the changelings was sitting on her throne, watching the draconic monster fuck his way through the assembled changelings and other servants. Again in awe of her own genius, she enjoyed the show. As massive as Spike now was, she could probably ride on his back easily... It would be a good, dignified way of getting around, Chrysalis had to admit. And she'd be riding on the back of a powerful, possibly small-calibre proof, bodyguard, who could please her needs whenever she wanted.

As Spike let his twin-dragons slide out of a pair of happily moaning servants, “Before your transformation disappears, we should celebrate your future...” Saying this, she turned around, presenting her rear to him as she knelt on her chair! “I think you know what I mean, pet!”

But before the queen could get her round two, a surprised voice echoed through the hall: “What is going on here?!” Was that huge thing Spike? What had Chrysalis done to him?

“Thorax?” Chrysalis and Spike turned around to face her freshly arrived underling! “Where have you been?

He hadn't expected to run into her just yet! At this time, she was usually sleeping, meeting important clients, or getting pampered in a special spa area of her brothel, enjoying the shows put on in the different rooms via hidden cameras! Thorax had expected to just slip back into the hive, mix in and that'd be it! He had swapped some shifts around, and Ocellus had helped him with that, specifically to avoid running into Chrysalis on his return!

“Uhm...” He stammered! He had to make up a reasonable excuse!

Before he was able to, Chrysalis lifted an eyebrow. “Slacking off?” Her voice sounded dangerously disinterested! “Maybe taking a stroll outside, without permission?” She turned to Spike again. “Little Thorax apparently thinks he doesn't need to do his part for the hive! He needs a little... punishment! Destroy his ass!”

Thorax shuddered as the huge dragon's eyes turned to him! He looked.... scary. Hungry. Different from normal, even the size difference aside.

“And once you're done with him,” she continued, “we're going to finish. If your transformation doesn't run out before that...”

When Spike had returned to normal and was suffering from a major headache, he had been apologizing to Thorax for quite a while, after he'd been told what had happened! Spike had barely remembered anything from when he had been transformed, and it all had felt like hazy dream to him!

Thorax, for his part, had no ill-feelings towards the dragon for what had happened. He didn't have any real control over what he was doing after all. And in any case, Chrysalis, when she was in a bad mood, had put him, and many others, through worse. For all her talk about doing it for their good, she always seemed to have her own interests as paramount!

In the days after the transformation, Spike had been tired and spent most of his time in bed. Apparently, it had taken a lot out of him. Chrysalis wasn't happy, but she was smart enough not to press him too much. A broken toy was no fun, after all.

Now, nearly a month after his arrival, he had recovered. But for some reason Chrysalis was still taking it easy on him. Maybe she wanted him to be well rested once he was 'ready' for her?

Right now, he was in Chrysalis' main hall, tending her needs. It was a quiet day, with nothing special happening.

That was, until a bunch of changelings came tumbling through the entrance. It were guards! Chrysalis jumped from her seat, pushing her attendants, including Spike, away! The poor dragon rolled a few meters... “What is going on?!” She barked at the guards! Pained groans were the only answer. “Useless!” Chrysalis growled with a disgusted look on her face!

Moments later, another pair of guards followed their companions! And the reason for the commotion made itself known: A group of ponies, some of them holding guards, entered the hall. They were a very big, red earth pony, an orange pegasus, a unicorn with a broken horn, a zebra, a blue pegasus, a white unicorn, a brown earth pony, a white pegasus and a yellow earth pony.

“What do you want?!” Chrysalis spat at them, preparing a spell of her own...

While the others were more fixated on paying attention to the changelings and Chrysalis, to avoid being overrun by sheer numbers, Rarity rushed the dragon, laying on the ground, barely 'clothed' and almost apathetic. “Spike! Spike! Is everything alright?!”

“Hmm?” He sounded utterly disinterested, even when looking straight at her! It seemed almost like he wasn't recognizing her in fact!” What are you doing here?”

Tempest spared a moment to look at the two. “What have you done to him?!”

Chrysalis just smirked.

“Zecora? I think we need whatever you cooked up...”

As Chrysalis watched the unicorn holding the dragon, she thought about the situation. How had this group managed to find her hideout? Maybe her underlings had been sloppy with hiding their tracks? It couldn't be that she had made a mistake, nor that any of her totally loyal children would dare betray her... No, someone must have screwed up. Had they just decided to burst in to get their friend back? Were they shortsighted enough? No! Judging by what she knew about the gang, they wouldn't be so bold to think they could just charge in and take him back without a threat of repercussion! They must have made some sort preparations in case they didn't return! Maybe they prepared a dossier about her, which would be leaked if they didn't return! And if not that, at least something else that would cause a major headache for her...

The zebra nodded at Tempest's words. After the others had reported what they had learned in their meeting with their informant, though they didn't tell who it'd been, she had set to work to create a drug that might be able help Spike. They had brought her a sample of... something, that was apparently used on the dragon.

Her solution was anything but elegant! She didn't have a lot of time, nor a lot of test subjects. Instead, her drug was supposed to work as broadly as possible to get Spike's mental faculties reasonably receptive again. More than likely, he'd feel like shit once it wore off, and possibly from withdrawal from whatever Chrysalis had subjected him to.

Hurrying over to Rarity and Spike, she pulled out a beaker and removed the cork. “Here, drink this!”

He didn't react, and in fact shut his mouth! The zebra just rolled her eyes.

“I have no idea what you are talking about...” Chrysalis smirked. “Spike, tell your friends that you are happy here.”

“I am happy here.” His voice was flat.

“Tell them, that you decided that you want to stay with me!”

“I want to stay here...”

“And now, keep your mouth shut until I've dealt with them!” Chrysalis rose to her full height! “GUARDS!”

Thorax, watching from a far corner, meanwhile was hoping very much that Chrysalis wouldn't put two and two together on how they found out... And that Spike and his friends would be able to get out.

“Rarity... Open his mouth.” Zecora told the unicorn as Pharynx and his troops arrived. They had been there the whole time, but waited for their order.

“Spike! Please! Open your mouth!” Rarity begged him as the others began to keep the changelings away!

He didn't react.

The unicorn let out a sigh. “I wanted to handle this as comfortable as possible...” Now, her horn began to glow. And the glow engulfed Spike's jaw. Slowly, his teeth inched further and further apart. “Now pour it down his gullet! Quick! You don't believe how strong his jaws are!”

Moments later, the liquid had gone from the beaker into Spike's mouth. He swallowed on instinct. Moments later, he started to groan!

“What have you done to him?!” Chrysalis screeched! “Spike, my servant! Talk to me!”

Zecora's answer was calm and somewhat smug: “I just gave him something that will free his mind of your influence!”

“What... what happened?” Spike began to stammer... “My head...”

“Spike? Can you hear me?” Rarity was shaking him slightly.

“R-Rarity?” He tried to sit up. “What are you doing here?”

“You recognize me! We were so worried about you!” A couple of tears ran down the unicorn's cheeks, before her head turned to Tempest and the others! “HEY! HE'S BACK TO HIS SENSES!”

“But...” He rubbed his head as he sat up, “I told you I'd be gone for two weeks! It's what? 10? 11 days? I-...”

“You've been here for a whole month!” Zecora cut Spike off before he could get into how they might've ruined the deal or whatever.

Chrysalis scoffed. It was disgraceful how this dragon let himself be talked to by his underlings. Maybe it would be good that he didn't become her henchdragon? Right now, he looked far too pathetic!

Spike didn't believe his ears! “A month?”

“You were under the influence of drugs that, among other things, altered your perception of time!” Zecora explained tersely.

For a moment, the dragon stayed silent. “How did you find me”

“There is time for this later!” She said this while her gaze was fixed on Chrysalis. Apparently, she didn't want her to hear it, even if only by accident. “Now, we should prepare to leave. Our friends are doing their best, but considering their numbers, we don't have much time!”

“Let me handle this...” The dragon groaned as he struggled to his feet. His voice a little weak, he nonetheless addressed his former captor: “Chrysalis! I think I have fulfilled our agreement! Two weeks of work for you... And, as you said... I am saying it's over now!”

Chrysalis didn't like losing at all! But it would be better to cut her losses right now, than risk this group to cause any actual damage. Especially if Spike recovered even more... “Tsk... Fine...” With a wave of her hand, she called her guards off. “A deal's a deal...”

“Even with a dirty dealer!” Tempest snarked, now that she wasn't busy dealing with a swath of opponents anymore!

“Silence!” The changeling queen shot back, gritting her teeth! Insolent little... “The one who set your club on fire was the leader of a small group of pyromaniacs. Her name is 'Fire Flame'. Maybe you heard rumors about her?”

Tempest and Button did indeed remember hearing some stories, though they had usually waved it off as one of the usual stories that always crop up when more than one fire got into the news in a month. In a city the size of Manehattan... “I also know that the group was hired to set your club on fire, so that somepony could buy what was left. I do not, however, know who, or why. There are some who are able to evade me and my changelings!” Having to admit that in front of them just increased her anger and hatred! Her voice lowered... “You got what you wanted! Now leave!” The last word was emphasized by a snap, which caused the ring around Spike's privates to drop to the ground. “THORAX! BRING THE DRAGON HIS CLOTHES!”

Spike had a feeling that it would be smart not to unnecessarily antagonize her further after he'd dressed. Instead of saying anything, he just gave her a short nod. Without saying a word, the others followed as the dragon, helped by Zecora and Rarity, started to go.

The changeling Queen was stewing in her own anger now. Spike and his friends had made a very powerful, very vindictive, stealthy and crafty enemy. Looking at the groups backs, Chrysalis swore that she'd have her revenge. One day, she would! But until the opportunity arose, she would wait. Wait, and plan. Maybe she would still take the dragon as her pet... After she thoroughly destroyed his personality! Yes... and then, she would have him break his friends for her! It was all just a momentary setback!

As his friends led the way, Spike, now being carried by Big Mac, slowly started to recognize his surroundings! Especially once, after many minutes, they'd reached a very expensive looking hallway! “So, we've been here all along!” The whole time, Chrysalis' hideout had been deep below the place where Spike had first met Thorax! Though he had a feeling that now that he and his friends knew where her lair was, she'd probably move it. Or, at least, her main hideout.

“Eeyup.” Was Big Mac's answer.

“All the blindfolded moving around, just so that you wouldn't realize that you've been here before and you wouldn't think to look at this place again!” Fleetfoot shook her head. “Despite her wanting to keep you!”

Rarity chimed in: “It is most likely standard procedure for that fiend!”

“Let's bring you home!” Rumble suggested. “You need to rest! And I think it'd be better we talk about anything important in private!”

They all agreed.

Chrysalis' hideout hadn't been outside of Manehattan after all. It had been hidden in a backstreet in one of the not-too-bad-but-also-not-really-nice neighborhoods. Well, she was catering to an exclusive clientele, so being hidden in some ramshackle, downtrodden shit hole probably wouldn't do. It was curious how the ponies living around it didn't know about it, though maybe, considering how everything looked around here, they probably didn't even care. Maybe they were aware about some of the basics, but not that it was Chrysalis hiding there. Or maybe they were all working for her? That was a scary thought...

Back at Spike's place, the place getting a bit crowded with all of them there, they could finally talk in peace. After Spike had washed down a bunch of aspirin with a lot of water. On the way back, his headache had gotten worse, probably a side effect of what Zecora had given him and/or of no longer being bombarded by Chrysalis' drugs. And he had needed something to drink!

“For our part, there is one more topic,” Tempest told him. “Cozy Glow”

Flash elaborated further: “She disappeared shortly after you left! Usually, she'd tell us beforehand that she couldn't make it, or something. But that time, she just hadn't shown up for work, and also didn't come back!”

Despite his headache, Spike's mind quickly put everything together! “She's the informant! She's been gone a whole lot over the recent months, and when she was, she was slipping information! And when I went to meet Chrysalis, she feared that the information we would receive might bust her!”

The others nodded. “We figured the same when we didn't hear anything back after two weeks.” Big Mac said. “It's good that Zecora keeps all her stuff safely looked and hidden, so that nopony but her has access to it...”

Well, none but her and Spike and Tempest, but it was close enough.

“We should've seen that coming!” Tempest Shadow growled! “She always was complaining about how we 'lack the ambition to get really big'! With the stuff going on, she probably figured she could move up...”

“True. Honestly? The only thing really surprising me is that she didn't leave a note to taunt us!” The dragon had to admit. “It's still a bit sad, though. She was with us for a long time, and when we clawed our way up, a good member...”

“Blind ambition is a bitch, and so is Cozy Glow. But who knows... Maybe she was just waiting for a good chance to ditch us from the start?”

They talked for a while longer, catching him up on what was going on at the Club and with their businesses. The Nightmare Night party had been a success... After a while, they came to an end. Button Mash, Rumble, Flash Sentry and Big Mac were the first to leave.

When Applejack rose shortly after, Spike put his arm around her. “Girls?” He addressed them all, “Mind if you stay for a bit longer? I have a lot of steam to blow off...”

“What?!” AJ sounded very surprised! “I would have assumed that Chrysalis would have milked you dry like a desert!”

“The opposite, in fact, for the most part.” He told them what had happened. All of it. “And I guess whatever I was under the influence off, well... Let's just say my balls feel very full right now!”

“Now that you mention it... you do look different!” Tempest eyed him closer. Before, they'd been too distracted with other matters to notice.

“I doubt it is permanent.” Zecora added an educated guess. “But if you want, we can call Nurse Redheart to check you up!”

“No,” he shook his head, “I agree. I faintly remember Chrysalis talking about it needing time.. More than one month.”

Rarity, meanwhile, got some ideas. “Do you mind if I use you as model for a few outfits, while your physical changes last?”

“Well... fine. I doubt I'll be out too much until I'm back to normal anyway. I hope it won't take too long though.”

“Very nice!” The white unicorn grinned. “Now, regarding your overfilled balls down there,-” She rubbed his cock through his pants, “-I do have an idea or two, even if it might be a little cramped... And it would be ideas in which all here could participate, or even more!”

They all exchanged a few looks. But then, one by one, Applejack, Fleetfoot, Zecora (who wanted to stay and keep an eye on Spike for a bit anyway) and Tempest Shadow agreed.

Rarity pulled out her phone and picked a number from speed dial! “Excellent!... Sweetie Belle? Why don't you and your friends come home? Spike is back and he needs some company!”

Spike used this to make a call of his own: “I'll call Fluttershy and tell her that I'm alright.”

Half an hour later the Cutie Mark Crusaders had arrived with Fluttershy. The pegasus had picked them up, after they had texted her about Spike being back. She had already been about to leave, and so picking the three up had been no problem. However, there was also another mare with them!

“Pinkie Pie?!” The assembled crowd called out! “What are you doing here?”

“I saw Fluttershy and the others drive by and texted them!” They stopped, told me what was going on, that Spike is back, and I decided to tag along! Didn't have anything else to do, really!”

“Well, Pinkie,” Rarity smirked, deciding to make the best out of an unexpected situation, “are you up to a few hours of sexual debauchery?”

The pink pony stared blankly at her. Maybe this had been a mistake... Considering how bubbly, fun-loving and, at times, oblivious she was... “Pinkie, if-...”

Rarity's attempt at extracting herself elegantly from this situation until Pinkie left was interrupted by the earth pony: “Oh! You mean if I am willing to get my brains fucked out! Sure!”

That bounce ball of an earth pony always managed to surprise... “I have some ideas for what we could do! But on second thought, I don't know where we could get three dozen balloon animals...”

OK, this was getting weird very quickly! Time for Rarity to take charge again and stear it away from whatever strange ideas Pinkie might come up with! “I do have a few ideas already, in fact! Just let me get my stuff!”

Stuff? Now they worried about what Rarity had planned! What was wrong with a normal multi-hour fuck session?

A few minutes later, she started to distribute sets of clothing among the girls. “See if it fits... I didn't have all your measurements, but I think I eyeballed them well enough.”

“You made clothes for us?!” Fleetfoot didn't quite believe it, at least in the current context, as she eyed the very neon-y colors of the fabric in her hands.

“Well, I made them specifically for Sweetie Belle, Fluttershy, and me. But when I was working on them, I got into the mood and made some extra! You never know!” Rarity explained as she continued to hand out the clothes.

Tempest grabbed hers. “Why does this look like you stole it out of an 80's aerobics video?”

“Because it is based on 80's aerobics video clothes. I thought it'd be fun to make one or two little... home videos. Just for us. But since all of you are here, why not go a little bit bigger?”

“And one of those is going to be what?” Fleetfoot snarked! “'Sexy home aerobics softcore – Volume I'?”

“Not quite 'softcore'.” The unicorn grinned. “I thought more about working up a little sweat as we stretch and workout... And then, Spike gets involved and really stretches us out!”

“Ah! The good part!” Spike, Tempest, Zecora and Applejack said at the same time!

“Indeed. Now, let's go and change! Spike? Could you be a dear and set up cameras for us? Over there? And maybe try to get us good lighting?

“Sure!”

While they changed, Rarity explained the routine she had imagined. All of them, maybe sans Pinkie, but she assured that she'd manage, were sporty enough to handle it. Even Fluttershy, thanks to her friends Rainbow Dash and Gilda insisting on her working out with then. In any case, Rarity would be the one acting first, and the others would have just to follow suit.

Tempest Shadow, Fleetfoot and Zecora had been given a top and panties. Rarity was wearing a full body suit, while Applejack and Sweetie Belle had swimsuit-like pieces without straps, while Pinkie Pie, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom wore singlets. Most of them had ankle and wrist warmers, and all of them wore sport shoes. Rarity, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom and Fleetfoot also wore headbands matching their gear, while AJ had, for once, actually parted with her hat.

Rarity grabbed a bottle of water and, after drinking some, she poured the rest over her head! “Well, ladies! Let's make our ladies bounce and shake our tails for the entertainment of our dear, happily returned, Spike!”

As Rarity checked the cameras, the others got to their positions. Spike had grabbed himself a chair and sat down to watch. Seeing that everything was fine, the white unicorn now joined the others! “Girls! Coach Spike allowed me to run the training routine today!” The unicorn announced, using her phone to put on some music as she stepped in front of the cameras.

Taking her place in the center front, between Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, Rarity's hands pushed her mane up and let it fall down over her shoulders again! “Welcome to our newest episode of 'Coach Spike's Aerobics at Home!' I hope everypony is ready? One... Two... Three!” On command, the group began.

Sitting on his chair, Spike watched. Yes, it was tame, but he figured that was the point. And it didn't stop their shapes from moving nicely, their tits and asses from jiggling tantalizingly... Their movements were both attractive, and actual aerobics, though Rarity did throw in some stuff that was intended to be more showy than anything else as well. Like a few head shakes and twirls to cause their manes and tails to fly around!

As he pulled his cock out of his sweatpants, the dragon kinda wished Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were here. They probably also had worried about him, and he'd be lying if he'd say that he wouldn't appreciate their mouths around his cock right now. Though then, he might've had to move the couch to give them a comfy position...

Suddenly, after about ten minutes of this, Rarity seemed to twist her ankle! She fell, trying to hold onto her younger sister and dragging her down with her! The dragon was about to jump up, but a glance from Tempest, and the fact that that Rarity's “Ouch!” sounded somewhat stilted, kept him from doing so. Indeed, the others didn't seem too worried about it.

Carefully, Tempest checked on Rarity's ankle, putting on a mock-serious expression. After a few moments... “Oh, no! That doesn't look good! I hope Coach Spike can help us!”

All of it was badly acted, but that was part of the fun. With all the others looking at him, Spike figured that this was his signal.

“Please, Coach!” Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo called out at the same time as they ran off-screen! Moments later, they returned, pulling the dragon behind them, as he was hastily pushing his stiffy back into his pants. Not that it helped much.

“You don't have to drag me!” He protested. “I was about to come!”

He knelt down next to Rarity's leg. He had no medical education, but considering how many cuts, bruises and other injuries they'd accumulated over the years, and how much time they'd spent with Nurse Redheart, he'd picked some stuff up. And since Rarity barely reacted to him grabbing her ankle, it now really was obvious that she'd been only pretending.

He acted like he was taking a good look at the unicorn's ankle. Then, with a serious face, he addressed her: “You didn't stretch properly, did you?” He went with this due to a gut-feeling.

“No! I certainly did not!” She protested!

“Rarity...” His voice was stern.

“OK... I might have skipped a little bit of the warm-up...”

The other girls mock gasped! “Rarity!” Fluttershy called out accusingly.

“Sorry...”

“Tststs...” Spike shook his head! “You know how important it is to loosen up before the workout!” Letting out a sigh, he continued: “It's nothing major, but before we continue... You need to stretch properly!” Readjusting his position, he brought his muzzle down between the unicorn's legs.

As this was happening, Sweetie Belle grabbed her own phone and changed the music playing to some generic porn music!

The dragon licked over Rarity's still covered pussy, tasting the mix of sweat and her other juices in the fabric! Immediately, the mare arched her back and moaned! The teasing was fun, but, after a minute, it just wasn't good enough for Spike!

He pulled back and looked at the unicorn's chest! The outfit was nice, but, to be honest, it would look even better when the mare's nicest parts were uncovered! Carefully, he first used his claw to tear open the fabric covering her her pussy and ass! And then, he did the same for her breasts, carefully creating a tear across both of them, then ripping the hole larger, so that they showed properly!

Rarity was wearing neither bra nor panties... And her private parts showing like that, out of her torn clothes, looked pretty nice. And the others, in the meantime, had begun to play with each other. The Crusaders had bunched up, and so had Tempest and Fleetfoot and Zecora, while Applejack teased Fluttershy.

Spike's left gently rubbing over the unicorn's pussy, his right gave each of her nipples a pinch. “Now, it's time to loosen you up...” The smirk on his face was audible in his voice as his mouth closed in on her pussy again! His hot breath brushed over her wet cunt, followed by his tongue, and a few licks later, Spike pushed his tongue as deep into his lover as he could!

Rarity arched her back again, this time not moaning, but shouting in pleasure as the long, thin muscle wiggled inside of her! But as quickly as it had entered her it withdrew again...

As much as he enjoyed tasting her again, there were other things to do... “Enough with the warm-up!” The dragon told her, rubbing his cock against her waiting folds! “Time to get you stretched!”

“Yes, Coach Spike! Stretch me! Stretch me good!” Rarity begged! And, without further ado, he did so, sinking his dick down to the root into her!

“I've missed this so much...” The unicorn sighed, breaking character a little, but being completely honest. “It's so good to have you back!”

He kissed her, and then smiled. “I'm also glad to have you back!” Moments later, the smile turned into a grin as he picked up the pace!

After a few minutes, both of them hit their climax! And the dragon pumped his load into the happily giggling Rarity! “So much... “ She managed to get out, as she now felt his seed splatter over her stomach. “It seems like the... supplements you had kicked your balls into overdri-... WOAH!”

As she'd been talking, Spike had grabbed one of her legs and now had flipped Rarity around, so that she was now on her stomach! “One part of your body is now stretched. Time for the next one...” And as he said this, he shoved his dick up her pretty ass!

“Oooh, yes!”

Carefully, Spike let himself drop down onto her back. After being away for so long, feeling her, smelling her, was what he needed for now! Tenderly, he began to lick and kiss her neck and shoulders... A few moments later, Rarity turned her head and caught his mouth in a deep kiss!

“We have so much... catching up to do over the next few days...” She whispered after they broke it.

“You and I... And I and a lot of others...” He replied, thinking of his club and his other friends, before rising up again to better fuck her.

Again, their hit their climaxes together. But only moments after, with Spike still catching his breath, Fleetfoot stepped up to him and pressed his face against her cunt! “Our turn, Coach!”

Tempest pushed her panties to the side and climbed onto his still-hard cock. The pegasus, at the same time, removed the dragon's face from her crotch again, placed her right hoof on his chest and slowly pushed his torso to the ground. Then, she herself sat down on his face, facing Tempest.

“Cut! That's it for now!” Rarity called out a minute after Tempest and Fleetfoot had gotten their share of cream filling and had cleaned him up. As the two were making out, Spike was a little disappointed about the fact that Shy, Zecora, AJ and the Crusaders were off the table for now, apparently.

“Already? What about the others?” He asked.

“Spikey, please!” The unicorn winked at him, “We need material for a potential sequel! Wouldn't want to just rehash the same basics again, no?”

“And,” Tempest added, already in the process of getting dressed again, “I have to leave. Rarity convincing me of joining her little porn shoot idea already threw some of my plans into disarray and Sunset wanted to discuss something with me!”

“I'll come with you!” Fleetfoot chimed in. “I have to make up for some skipped shifts!”

“Well, tell the others I'm fine, and-...”

Spike was interrupted by his long-time partner: “You ain't going back to work just yet! You need to recover first!”

He waved her off: “Tell them, that I'll come visit them soon!” His tone was annoyed amusement. “And that I'll be back at work in two to four weeks. I hope everything is going well and there weren't any major issues during my absence...”

Tempest sighed. “Well, alright. We won't be able to convince you otherwise anyway. I'll have some of our associates listened around for those pyromaniacs, maybe we can find out who hired them...”

“Anyone hungry?” Applejack asked when the other two had left and they all were in their normal clothes, or at least underwear, again.

“I really could use some real food right now...” Spike cut a grimace, thinking about the stuff he'd been eating for a month.

The others agreed as well. “Well? What do you want? Pizza? Something from Saffron's restaurant?”

“No pizza, please...” Sweetie Belle sounded as if the word alone made her feel a bit queasy..

And Apple Bloom added: “I'm not in the mood for Saffron's stuff, to be honest...”

Applejack rolled her eyes! As usual, everypony always knew what they didn't want, but not what they actually wanted....

“May I make a suggestion?” Zecora spoke up. “I found a nice little restaurant, a bit like Saffron and Coriander's, offering zebrican food. It has some decent reviews. How about we try it?”

“Sure!” Sweetie Belle agreed immediately!

Scootaloo shrugged: “Why not?”

“I mean, we don't have any other ideas right now anyway...” Apple Bloom added.

And the others followed the same line of thinking.

“Then I'll send you a link to their menu!” The zebra nodded.

When the food arrived, Rarity, Applejack and Fluttershy went to get it.

“Hmm... Cute delivery boy...” Rarity thought aloud after they'd closed the door.

“I think he was checking me out!” The pegasus said with a slight blush.

The earth pony lifted her own ample assets a little and let them drop. “Yep!”

“Me as well,” the unicorn shrugged. “But can you blame him? We three are in our underwear, and that lace looks good on you! Not to mention your divine body!”

“Oh, no...” The shy mare's face flushed bright red when her mind realized what had happened! “I was at the door, almost naked, where everypony could see me!”

“You performed at the club, nude, getting fucked... And this embarrassed you?” Applejack was in disbelief!

“That's different!” Shy protested! “I was masked, going with the flow and, well... This was more... personal?”

Applejack just shrugged as they walked back to the apartment. “Maybe he hoped that we were having a girl's night and we'd invite him!” She laughed! “Next time we hand and order food, we should ask Spike if we can keep the delivery boy around if he's cute!”

“An idea to keep in mind,” Rarity replied with a smile, “but tonight we have other plans, no?”

“Ah, you still want to?”

“Naturally!”

Fluttershy interjected herself, a little confused: “Excuse me? What are you two talking about?”

“Let's just say, the aerobics stuff wasn't my only idea... There is a reason I've kept you, my sister and her friends and Zecora away from Spike! But you'll hear about it soon enough!”

“Not bad. Not something I am used to, but not bad...” Applejack told them after they'd finished with their meal. From a mare as set in her ways as AJ often was that was high praise indeed!

The others, again, over all agreed.

As they were cleaning up, Rarity whispered a few things to Zecora, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Applejack and Scootaloo, who, after their part was done, disappeared into the bedroom, pulling Fluttershy with them. “Say, Spike?” She said in a conspiratorial manner as she put her plate and cutlery into the dish washer.

“Yes?”

“I,-” the unicorn hugged him from behind, her hands running over his chest as she whispered into his hear, “-do have another idea... Are you recharged and ready? Are you interested?”

“And that would be?” The dragon dragged his right index finger over the wall eyed mares' cheek.

“Picture this: A shy, demure, quiet, but oh so pretty pegasus, a real wallflower, dressed to draw no attention, yet still being alluringly sexy,-” Rarity gestured a little with her right hand, “-runs into a street-wise, sexy, confident zebra mare, tight leather pants, tube top, leather jacket, boots spiked collar, that sorta look...”

“I think a picture is forming...” Spike smirked!

Rarity grinned, her hands now moving lower. “Good, Spikey-whikey... The zebra sweeps her off her hooves in dominant fashion, presses her against the wall, seduces her... She drives the pegasus into ecstasy... And then, dressing her up in more racy clothes, the zebra takes her to a draconic sex god who, as they enter, is getting serviced by three young mares...”

“Rarity and I'll be taking care of the cameras!” Applejack told him as she returned, “At least for now...”

The unicorn sighed. “I just wish we could film part of it outside... It would add a little zest to it... Zecora peeling layer after layer away, revealing Fluttershy's beauty! Eating her out, her back against the wall of the building, the cool night breeze brushing through their manes as her muzzle is between Shy's legs...”

“Stop, Rarity!” AJ laughed! “It's hard enough as is to keep myself from shoving my hand between my legs!”

“I think,” Rarity sighed heavily after the cameras stopped recording, “we should do this again!”

“Doing amateur porn just for us, or this specific scenario?” Her sister chuckled, scooping some of the jizz out of her cunt, then licking her fingers clean.

“Both! Though how about a fantasy twist for the latter? Shy pegasus gets drawn into a lusty fantasy world, where she learns to enjoy her sexuality? Maybe we can get the other to participate!”

“Would you be up to it?” Zecora asked Fluttershy, who was lying between the zebra's breasts, as she idly stroked her mane.

With an unusually coy look on her face, the pegasus answered: “Maybe...”

Spike meanwhile was thinking about some stuff. It was good to be home! “I gotta go for a massage again...” The dragon yawned and stretched, then turned to the others: “Applejack? Apple Bloom? Zecora? Scoots? Wanna stay for the night?”

“Hmm...” AJ thought about it for a moment. “Sure. Just let me text Mac that we ain't gonna be home tonight!”

The others also agreed.

“Well, let's go to bed. It's been a long day, and I'm starting to feel very weary...” He told them. “We can have some more fun tomorrow!”

“By the way,” Apple Bloom spoke up as if she just remembered, “we three and my cousin Babs will see if we can edit the footage into something reasonably neat to look at! I always wanted to try it!”

“Just remember to save the raw footage...”

When they entered the bedroom however, Spike was in for a little shock! It was a bit of a mess...“Why the fuck are there huge stacks of empty pizza boxes in my bedroom?!”

Rarity and Sweetie Belle had the decency to at least look slightly embarrassed. “See...,” the older sister began with a chuckle fit for her expression, “while you were gone... Sweetie Belle and I were just so worried and depressed because you weren't here...” She told them, putting on an air of downtrodden sadness, “And we never were in the mood to cook, and the trash just... kind off piled up!”

“You do know that Saffron would've brought you stuff with less packaging?” Spike eyed the sisters as they squirmed a little. He would be the first to admit that, at least at home, he wasn't necessarily the most orderly dragon, though he kept his place reasonably tidy, but he never left that sorta stuff stand around!

“Well... we were in a pizza mood. Felt more appropriate!” Sweetie added. Then... “And the pizza boy was cute.”

Spike raised an eyebrow as he looked at the two now! “A cute delivery boy?”

“Well, maybe I've been wearing something a little bit naughty, and on his first delivery it was his last for the day... And it became a little bit of a regular thing for Sweetie Belle and me, to blow off some steam... Nothing serious, of course! Don't worry! I've changed the sheets and cleaned the bed thoroughly!”

“Rarity...” The calmness of his voice was slightly disconcerting...

“What?!” Rarity herself got a little aggressive now! “You're fucking half the city yourself!”

“THAT I don't mind!” The dragon explained. “Just that it was in my bed! Come on, you should know why that annoys me!” At least do it on the couch or something, OK?”

She had to admit, he had a point. It was one thing to sleep around a little, it was another to do it in the bed of someone else, especially if that someone was your own boyfriend. Even if he was fine with the general act. “I-..”

“We!” Sweetie Belle corrected her.

“We will remember It for the future. Now, can we all tuck in?”

“Do you think we can make do with the space?” Fluttershy wondered.