I'm Something of a Dragon Myself

by dunno

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Sex, Smolder, Profanity, Random, Violence, Kirins, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Comedy
Length: 4369

Summer Chills has the hots for Smolder. What could go wrong?

Summer Chills has the hots for Smolder. What could go wrong?

Happens around S09E26 'The Last Problem'

An entry for the No Nut November Clopfic Contest

Published 2024-11-30 23:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-11-30 23:10:01 UTC

Ardent Student

Summer Chills, a young Kirin, coffee-furred with leaf-green mane and a curved horn that matched the ruby eyes in tone, was making her way through the bustling classroom, trying her best not to get entangled in the newest gossip.

There was always something ahoof that could be talked about forever if one were not wary enough of time, Summer had learned that quickly after enrolling in the School of Friendship as one of the very first of her kind.

From over the top welcome parties to near world ending magical incidents. They got it all here.

And what an exciting new world it had been so far; so very different from the boring tribe-life back at home, living secluded and far away from any other species. There were so many new things to learn and experience here about friendship and whatnot, it made her all giddy for what was to come, she didn't want to miss any of it.

Especially not lessons from a real dragon!

Rain Shine, one of the eldest and leader of the tribe, had told her often stories about those and how the Kirins had come into existence because of them. Or, at least, what was still known after all the centuries that had passed since.

Summer blushed slightly at the thought forming in her mind, body temperature noticeably rising as well.

Again...

Despite being considered a grown mare by the standards of her kin, she still had trouble controlling it for some reason, a bit embarrassing for her age, but she was working on it.

Kinda, as it did feel really good whenever it happened, something to indulge in from time to time. The sensation would always make her fur stand up straight, sending a shiver down her spine up to the tip of her tail.

Hopefully none of her peers around noticed the radiating warmth.

Georgia, one of the griffins seated next to her, and a rather edgy one at that, was already side-eyeing with wings jerking in response.

Sigh.

Oh well, why bother holding back now. Not like she'd go full Nirik or anything. She hadn't managed to do that so far, despite trying hard, last night too. But no chance. Something always seemed to be missing to get her over the edge. And she knew there were other young Kirins facing the same issue, she wasn't an exception or anything here. Some apparently just needed a final spark to get them there.

And she was fairly certain that some dragussy would be it for her. Had to be it, really. Other things like hunting didn't seem to be quite enough, no matter how much fun it was. She'd make the biped scaley her first, she had made up her mind long ago. Thinking of it, Summer felt the insides of her saddlebag with a hoof; yep, still warm and breathing.

She would like this one better, for sure.

Anyway, so apparently the dragons had mingled with ponies of all creatures back in the old days, and Summer wondered about that. Had it really been all that jolly back then as it was delivered, or were politics at play now to ease up tensions a little, maybe? If anything, the friendship stuff really seemed to have had quite the effect on them, seeing how tame they acted these days around ponies in comparison.

Trying not to drift off too far into her fantasies again, she let go of those thoughts. The past was in the past.

But what about the present? Why did none of her kind have a dragon as a partner? They were so intriguing, with their claws and all, their strength, truly compatible. Were they afraid of something she wasn't aware about? Was she being an outlier for how she felt about them?

Summer glanced back to the entrance from where she had come from.

The expected orange-scaled teach for this morning's lesson, Smolder, was still nowhere to be seen yet, so it seemed there was a bit of time before the lesson started for a brief chat. So after having herself properly seated, she turned around, greeted by a warm smile of one of her equine classmates.

These ponies were just so darn cute and innocent-looking. She could never fall for one.

"Hey, Summer! Cutting it close as always," said Berry Cola, a light gray earth pony with a mane somewhere between pink and purple. "Uh, you're beaming, literally."

"Mhm, been out hunting early again." Summer said, grinning, blush and fangs in full display. "Wanna see?"

Berry frowned. "Again? Can't you just bring an apple or something less formerly alive, you know, like a normal pony? Besides, this isn't kindergarten. It's not like they expect anything like that from us. And you're the only one doing it, and only for her, too!"

She was a nice pony and all, but Berry clearly had no idea what she was missing out on here. Funny, knowing that ponies could actually eat meat if given the right circumstances. Summer had actually learned that from Smolder! 'Optimistic Carnivores' or something alike.

"Nah-ah," Summer replied, shaking her head, lifting and opening the bag with her magic. "Where would be the fun in that? Besides, this one isn't dead yet."

Berry looked at the unconscious bunny that was being levitated up to her face, not without disgust. "Su-- Summer, you really need to stop doing this. It's starting to get weird!"

Summer tilted her head slightly to the side. "Everycreature knows, the fresher, the better!" She gently took the neck of her catch in her mouth, giving it a little nom to make it squeak for effect. "Mhhbmp!"

More importantly, making sure the second hand kiss would be as fresh as could be.

"Summer, noo... They told you they don't appreciate it."

This little play didn't go unnoticed, and some of the other students had already made their way to them, to get a better look at what Summer had brought today.

"You can't be serious, you know what Smolder said last week!" said Clean Slate, a blond-maned neigh sayer pony with turquoise fur.

"It's really alive?" asked another, much younger griffon named Garrick. "Woah, I wish I could do that."

He looked as if he had just hatched this very morning, not even having all of his feathers yet. They really let anyone study there, no matter the age it seemed.

Summer stood up from her desk and said proudly, "Mhum--"

SCRREEEETCH~~~ One could really feel the claws digging into that blackboard. "Sit the buck down!" Smolder said, seeing half the class still up and about.

Everycreature flinched. Only one bit hard at the same time, breaking a poor bunny's neck. A certain nerdy neigh sayer was in the splash zone, face now sprinkled in red.

"EWW!"

Summer let it fall to the ground with a splat, where it sent another fountain up towards the bewildered pony.

"OH COME ON!" not-so-Clean-now exclaimed, instinctively holding a hoof up to his face, only to smear it deeper into his fur.

A somewhat annoyed Smolder made her way past him. "What's with this bloody mess?!" Smolder looked down on the floor and then put one and one together when she saw Summer's darkened snout.

"..."

"I caught you a fresh bun, but I killed it," Summer said, looking at her old prey on the floor with a frown and then at the desired one right in front of her. "I--"

"No, just no, Summer. We've been having this talk too often as of late." Smolder brought up a hand to bury her face in it, mumbling something inaudible.

Silence. The room cooled down noticeably again.

Little Garrick eventually broke it. "Soo, can I have it then?" He gave Summer and Smolder both a pleading look. "Please? I can't catch things this big myself, and they never serve any real meat here!"

Smolder shook her head. "It's against school regulations. Summer, take that thing outside, touch some grass while you're at it, and come back for the usual later." Another deep sigh followed.

Summer picked it up, not without giving the mean dragon some sad puppy eyes, and made her way outside.

Garrick hung his head. Luckily for him, he would later find it in his locker. At least the nugget appreciated her efforts, so there was no reason to let good meat go to waste.

Detention.

That was a good thing; it meant more one-on-one time with her favorite teach, as she was usually the only one there after class.

This time seemed a bit different, though. Smolder was giving her a pretty gnarly look from the other side of the classroom.

"What am I supposed to do to with you? I've told you time and time again to stop courting me!"

Oh, a few things came to the Kirin's mind that she could do with her. A shiver went down her scaled back at the thought, a dumb grin plastering her blushed face.

"Summer..."

"Punish me!" she whispered, barely audible, half-lidded eyes locked.

Some lip-reading and other body language made it more than clear enough.

"WHAT?! What did you just say?"

"Take me like a little pony!" she said a little louder this time, standing up from her seat, walking slowly to the front.

Done playing games; all in.

Smolder was speechless, blood shooting up her own head now as she watched Summer tip-hoofing closer.

Oh no.

Smolder liked what she saw, no doubt, but it would have been wrong to give in. So she started saying the same thing as the last time they had this conversation.

The morally correct thing to say.

"Listen, you're lovely, but I'm your teacher. It would be wrong to go any further, so please stop."

Summer circled her, brushing her tail along her face, while Smolder remained seated, trying to keep her cool.

"Mhm, same yapping as always," Summer said, talking more to herself than to Smolder. "I knew you'd say that, so I made sure it's actually okay for you and me. I have written permission!"

Smolder, trying not to look at her passing student's winking backside, perked up. "W-What?" Permission for what? By whom?"

"Yeah, instead of 'touching grass' I asked TheGPT today."

"What?"

"The Great and Powerful Trixie. You know, our guidance counselor. She goes by TheGPT now. Midlife crisis or something worse, don't ask me, we're just rolling with it."

"Oh."

Smolder took a moment to process this information, staring into the void in front again, a certain Kirin taking the chance for a quick nibble at one of her ears.

"WHAT?!" Smolder grabbed her hard by the shoulders, claws digging deep, looking her into her beautiful ruby eyes. "You asked her what?!"

"Ooh, that's nice. Don't hold back," she said, purring.

A little known fact, but Kirins can actually purr.

"SUMMER!" Smolder shook her violently, demanding a proper response.

A bit doozy, she answered, "If we're good to bang, dummy," Summer said matter-of-factly. "It's all prepared here for you."

Out of Summer's bag, an envelope made its way to Smolder's desk. A wax seal that reminded one of TheGPT, I mean Trixie. Clearly something that should not be taken at face value.

"What... is this?"

"She called it a Buck Pass."

"What?"

"You really love saying 'what' a lot today, huh? There's more, just open it."

Still sitting, Smolder cut the envelope open with one claw, and studied its content. Summer, on her hind legs now, leaned over Smolder's shoulder, watching her read while rubbing her mighty fluff against the dragon's back, making her wings fold open to the sides.

"Stop that," Smolder said, not really fighting it.

That Kirin was hot, literally. It felt like one of those massage stones, but also fluffy.

"Make me."

There it was. It was actually titled 'Buck Pass' with her name on it. Smolder was shaking her head. This was dumb, it must have been a fake. But there was another letter, listing off all the other teachers and what they had done with some of the students, names and detailed description of acts included.

"Wha--"

Summer bit her into the left shoulder, Smolder's scales were too thick for her fangs to pierce through, despite her trying.

But it still hurt.

"Oww!" Smolder smacked the naughty Kirin on the head.

Summer let go again. "Stop saying 'what' all the time, it's irritating me."

Crazy bitch. Smolder kinda digged crazy bitches.

Speaking of crazy bitches, if these little stories here on paper were to be true, she would need to have a long talk with that perverted bug. That body count was unreal.

Also, what in Tartarus had Starlight been thinking, delegating a pony like that as guidance counselor? She obviously couldn't keep anything entrusted to her at all! Not even speaking about the 'Buck Passes' for teachers.

"Pretty neat, eh?" Summer said, licking the shoulder she had bitten. "Cost me only 10 bits."

Smolder wanted to say something after that revelation, but she just shook her head instead.

"For 50, she'd actually make time and join herself, but I mean, come on, she's so old!" Summer grimaced. "She really tried hard to get me to buy that, though. So I told her we'd be way too hot for her to handle, she stopped trying after."

Smolder smirked, ruminating about it all.

No way Starlight or Sunburst knew about any of this. All in all, total bullshit, that little 'pass' was obviously worth jack shit. Trixie had no such authority.

But...

After all the teasing, the gifts, the looks and that radiating heat every fucking day... damn, she had been wanting to slap that flank ever since first laying eyes on that half-dragon.

The interest was certainly there. Both ways.

Smolder had never made love to a Kirin before, and neither did she know of any other dragons that had. So in a way this was also kinda for science, right? Right.

Yeah, Starlight and Sunburst would totally understand if they ever found out.

...

Was she overthinking all of this?

Poke poke

"Stop being so stubborn," Summer said, booping her head into Smolder's back like a horny mountain goat.

Smolder grabbed her horn and pushed her away one arm's length, having another, closer look at the list.

"Hm?" There was more written on the back. Smolder's eyes becoming slits. "...They are in on it too?!"

What had this place become since their graduation, and more importantly, why had nopony told her about what was going on?

Or had it always been like this? Had they all been bucking around this whole time?

School of Friendship, my scaly ass. This was a fucking interspecies whorse house and Trixie the self-designated pimp.

Smolder crumbled the paper with her free hand, still holding Summer off with her other by her horn.

A lot of pent-up and held back desires to make up for, for sure... Smolder looked at the Kirin that had her head still faced down to be able to horn her, fighting over it like a puppy.

She was sure a Kirin, even one as young as Summer, could take a whole lot more than a regular pony. Smolder smirked, having made up her mind.

Time to find out how much dragon there was.

"So, you wanna play rough?" Smolder whispered, almost cooing, squinting her eyes.

Summer flinched, another shiver down her back, ears twitching, unsure if she had heard correctly. "I--"

Smolder didn't wait, stood up from her seat and grabbed Summer's horn with both hands now, spun around and let physics do his thing.

"Hey! WOA--"

Lift-off and Smolder let go, sending Summer flying across the classroom.

Kirins may be able to purr, but they're not really good at landing on all fours. They behaved more like buttered toast in a way when it came to that aspect.

Summer landed back first on her own desk, crushing it down to the ground. The scales on her back basically working as a protective shield, she barely felt any pain.

Total lie, she felt it alright.

"Aaah, haa...yes!..." Summer gasped, feeling a hundredth splinters that were trying to pierce through her back's scales. Still a little dizzy, she looked along down her belly, through her open legs, seeing Smolder approach, eyeing her well down there in turn.

That total change of posture, that look. That was a determined dragon.

It made Summer more giddy than ever. These were the kind of lessons she had enrolled for. And she knew she wasn't the only one. Ponies were talking about this place, and rumors had found their way back home.

Summer was far from where she wanted to be, but knew she had enough for a little trick as appreciation. With skill and lots of past practice, she managed to shoot a smoke heart in Smolder's direction. "Pffah!"

Smolder blew it off with a 'huff' like the jerk she was.

"Mmhm..." Biting her lips, Summer spread her legs wide open to the sides, still lying on her back in what could resemble a little nest of sorts. Her fluff tail swinging in excitement, almost if trying to sweep the floor.

Smolder pounced the rest of the distance, her wings flapping once. As she landed, she immediately held down Summer's hind legs flat.

"Eeep!" it came as response. "Don't be too gentle, please."

Smolder didn't hesitate, she had waited way too long for this. She pressed her lips close to Summer's entrance, sniffing to take her scent in from up close.

It reminded her of some fancy coffee blend. The almost boiling secretions along the sides of her mare pussy added greatly to the sensation.

Spicy and so dragon. If they had been outside she'd have set the wood beneath Summer on fire with no hesitation, to set for an even better stage. Oh well, maybe another time somewhere out in the open.

Oh.

She felt it clearly with the tip of her tongue, prodding slightly for the tease, not too much... there was a better way for that to go.

Smolder looked up while still having her maw pressed close onto her student's privates.

Summer was panting, not even looking at the action directly but at the crystal ceiling above for the reflection, blushing hard as she held Smolder's head with her right hoof.

Smolder suckled the clit for a second, almost as an afterthought, and then made her way up further to face Summer.

"HEY! Summer exclaimed, looking now directly at her, trying to push the head back down with both forelegs. "You're not done there yet, teach!"

But it meant nothing against Smolder, she was just that much stronger, easily pushing through, she faced her, looking at her in silence for a moment.

Summer blinked, panting slightly again, waiting for what was to happen next.

"I'm your first?" The dumb-ass asked.

Summer looked at her dumbfounded. "Are you stupid?! That's what the dramatic pause was for? YES, I haven't had the pleasure yet. You think that's some big reve--"

"Wow wow, easy there." Smolder said, placing a finger on Summer's lips to shut her up. "I wanted to ask for your okay before using my--"

Summer bit her finger.

"AH, you bitch!"

"Just do--!" Summer started, but Smolder now took hold of her neck, tight, making her gasp for air. "hhhheuu."

Holding her down, Smolder lifted her tail straight up for Summer to see before bringing it right down again, bending the purple flared tip straight into Summer's cunt, breaking her hymen in one swoosh as she entered.

Summer teared up from the prehensile goodness, eyes rolling back, her legs shivering. "Aaahhaah."

That really wasn't gentle at all. Nice.

Smolder loosened her grip, allowing Summer to breathe more freely, sliding her tail out just to make a quick mark as if it were a brush, right next to the entrance as if to say 'Smolder was here'.

Summer came back to her senses.

"You good?" Smolder asked, wondering if she had gone too far.

The moment there was even the hint of a nod, she slid her tail back in, thrusting in a steady rhythm, pressing down on the chest of Summer now, pushing her against the broken desk, deep into some splinters.

"Ow ow Ow!" Some had found its way through between the scales, piercing. "Don't stop! "Don't you dare stop!"

Summer was a mess, a hot fleshy mess. Like a little volcano, smoke steadily coming out of her mouth with each trust of Smolder's tail.

The Kirin's attempts to return the favor with her own tail didn't go unnoticed, but it wasn't much more than a faint tickle on Smolder's cunt, unfortunately, leaving much to be desired.

The skill and muscles would come in time; she had still much to learn. Smolder tried making the most of it though and rode her slit along the twerking fluff tail, moaning a little herself now.

It went on like this for a while, the classroom becoming more like a sauna with all the secretions and heated bodies mixing.

Smolder eventually lifted herself up a bit, licking along Summer's horn from base to the split horn tip, making it glow where she passed, all while still steadily pumping her tail in and out.

Almost as a reminder that Summer in fact had a horn, she started making use of it.

Smolder could feel the aura prod at her asshole, trying to gape her open, but she was too tight, and Summer's magic not strong enough for her to enter without help.

Despite that, or rather exactly because of that, Smolder was now heavily turned on, biting into Summer's horn sideways and spreading her own ass open from one side with her right hand, waiting for more.

Summer moaned in pleasure but couldn't keep up her magic grasp.

What a bottom.

Smolder was eager to try something she knew was too much for any other species than dragons to handle, for it would likely mean their end.

But a Kirin could take it. She was almost certain of that.

Leaning closer while still going with her tail, Smolder spread Summer's forelegs to the side, pinning her down good, making Summer look up directly into her eyes.

Expecting a harmless kiss, Summer began closing her eyes, until she noticed the flames fighting their way out of Smolder's mouth in eager anticipation, like a torch. "Wait, what are you do--"

Smolder closed the gap, kissing her sideways and breathed fire into her with force, so much until she could feel the heat around the tip of her own tail still inside.

Summer tried to break loose at first in panic, for she knew this was not the way to light her own fire; it was to spark something else entirely.

Life.

But it was to no avail, so she indulged, dancing with Smolder's tongue in the stream of magical fire that went past, filling her insides. And her belly grew. And grew. Eventually lifting Smolder noticeably. Something that didn't happen with other dragons. At least not the ones Smolder had been with so far.

Perplexed, she broke the connection, lava-like saliva running down the sides of her mouth. "Uhhm, that's not supposed to happen. Why are you ballooning up like that."

"You've got me pregnant, dumbass. And you're the da--, I mean dragon."

"WHAT?"

Summer tried to wiggle herself up to bite her once more for good measure, but she had become too rotund. So she stared at the ceiling, studying Smolder's reaction to the news in the crystal reflection.

Sigh

"You can't get pregnant like that, that's not scientifically possible!"

Summer shifted and looked at her directly for a moment with a raised eyebrow before she started explaining. "Ever wondered how Kirins reproduce, we're all mares after all, if you hadn't noticed? With our male counterparts long extinct, life had to find a way, and it found it, like you just vividly demonstrated yourself."

"You're being stupid," Smolder noted, shaking her head.

"Shut it!" Summer said, caressing her now glowing belly with a hoof. "It only works between females, though, and the off-springs are always mares too. Usually both mates get pregnant at the same time, but I haven't found my own fire yet and I doubt it would work on you anyway."

That was indeed very different from dragons, but Smolder didn't mind at all that she didn't get pregnant from a little fire-breathing.

Frowning while standing next to a literally baking Kirin, Smolder looked down at her, arms crossed. "And you tell me this only now?"

Summer's ears folded back. "Hey! I wasn't sure if it would actually happen with a dragon. It's not like I wanted to be a mother any time soon, you know! Now I'll get to have a filly without even being able to control my own fire properly..."

Smolder sighed. "Alright, don't worry about it. I'm an expert with stuff like this." Smolder walked up to the closest desk and climbed on top. "Just make sure you're comfortable and all."

"That's so thoughtful of you, I'm sure you'll make great parent material," Summer said, looking after Smolder but then tilting her head when the dragon looked down on her from on top the next desk. "Wait, what are you doing?"

"SMOLDER SMASH!" Smolder yelled as she jumped into the air, somersaulting, and then body slamming down on Summer's belly elbow first.

"NOO!"

It all happened in an instant, and both would later only remember a white flash.

They found themselves waking up in Ponyville General two days later, apparently being at fault for destroying half of the school.

To be fair, Smolder had no way of knowing that impregnating a Kirin that way also basically made them thermonuclear bombs. The magic at work during that vulnerable time was found out to be just that unpredictable, and later considered to have some great potential for a wide field of purposes.

As for the Kirin filly still kicking in Summer's womb, well, Smolder would get to experience how much headache those could be in just a few months time.

Author's Note

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