Chapter One - A Hero Comes...
“Yeesh… How the heck did Twilight not get freaked out about this place?”
Spike shuddered to himself with an uneasy grimace. As his green eyes scanned around the dark and desolate-looking space, he quickly worried that he hadn’t brought enough light-sources with him inside his backpack. Sure, he may have had literal fire-breath, but he also knew that those abilities wouldn’t mean much once his plans were met. And as he looked more cautiously around the interior of the abandoned castle, all he would think about was the pony lagging behind him.
“Uhhhh, you alright back there?” Spike turned his head and stopped his movements, taking that moment to readjust the straps on his backpack. He glanced back at the main entrance of the dusty, cobblestone archway that once served at the castle’s front doors. It was wild to believe that this once housed Princesses Celestia and Luna over a Millennium ago, and even more so that the structure survived in the Everfree Forest and its unmaintainable conditions that entire time. Even nowadays, with the remains of the castle accessible enough for even kids to reach it by hoof, the untamed wildlife and dangerous terrain made Spike cautious about his plans. “Hey, are you coming in or not? You really shouldn’t be out there alone!”
“Yeah, I know, I know…” A slightly pudgy stallion appeared at the crumbled archway that used to be an entrance, carefully stepping past centuries-old debris with a skewed muzzle. He brushed back his shaggy black & white mane with a hoof, groaning to himself from how badly he was sweating already. The tan pony was also carrying supplies in a pair of saddlebags over his back, which hid his cutie mark of a Speech Bubble from view. As he entered the castle, he couldn’t help staring around with a stunned look of awe. “Whooooaaaaa… So, this is the place, huh?”
“Mmhmm! The Castle of the Two Sisters…” Spike took that moment to pick up a large hunk of crumbled rock beside him, which he tossed as hard as he could down the hallway. It made a loud crashing noise in the distance, causing the stallion to wince when he heard the rumbling echoes all around the castle grounds. After a long moment of wait, Spike huffed with a satisfied smile and shrugged his head. “Alright then! It seems like there aren’t any creatures to worry about inside this place.”
The pony’s muzzle skewed with apprehension, but he ended up huffing in frustration when a lock of his monochromatic mane dropped over his eyes. He tried blowing his hair out of the way through the side of his muzzle, but all that did was brush it away for a second before it swung back down. He groaned again before shaking his head, his annoyance helping to distract him when he ventured inside the centuries-abandoned building. “Ugh, I still don’t understand why we have to be here of all places.”
“Hey, you wanted that Limited Edition copy of the ‘Daring Do Remastered Omnibus,’ didn’t you?” Spike was already halfway down the lengthy hallway, which was only partially lit by the few remaining candlesticks still attached to the walls. Spike’s fire-breath may have been useful in getting them all lit at once, but the hallway still had more ominous shadows than a horror video game. However, the pony wasn’t able to consider stepping back before seeing Spike reach into his backpack. The dragon looked back at him with a knowing grin, and showed the top of his book to let him see the purple faux-leather binding. “I’d rather make the exchange in the library in this place, though. Twilight inspected the room herself, and she’s come here enough times for me to trust it as a safe space.”
Spike reached the double-doors near the end of the hall, and opened them up to allow a strong amount of sunlight to come out and better illuminate the hallway. He then stepped into the room, making sure to call out, “Okay, it’s all safe in here, Quibble! I don’t see ANY bats or spiders…”
The stallion sighed with a flatter look, and muttered to himself sarcastically, “Oh, yipee…”
Despite his apprehensions, Quibble Pants decided to go down the hallway and follow Spike into the supposed library. Luckily for the pony, his brows rose with an impressed look the moment he turned the corner and saw how the room actually looked. There were literally hundreds, if not thousands of ancient books stacked all around the room’s wall-sized shelves and various piles on the floor. Even though Twilight made an effort to rescue most of the castle’s inventory months ago, there were still enough books left to make this space a surprisingly chill hangout spot. It also helped that the library’s construction helped strengthen its walls over the years, which made this whole space look much younger and better maintained overall.
“Oh, wow. Ummm…” Quibble Pants was left pleasantly surprised as he looked around, noting some of the clearly “new” furniture left behind from Twilight’s previous visits. It was nothing more than some old beanbag chairs and some second-hoof tables from a thrift shop, but they helped to give a more inviting feel despite the setting. Spike was already setting things up at one of the coffee tables, pulling items out of his backpack and acting like he’d been here dozens of times before. That was enough to make the stallion walk inside with a flustered scoff. “Heh… I guess this isn’t the worst place I’ve been to get some Daring Do merch…”
Spike made sure to pull out his limited edition Omnibus, which he carefully placed at the corner of the table beside his stack of comic books. However, one particular comic was placed aside from the others, which made Quibble Pants come up with a more curious gaze. Even though he wasn’t the biggest Power Ponies fancolt, he recognized the cover page as being the introduction of one of the smaller-tier villains: Big-Scale. Of course, when he came up closer behind Spike, Quibble tilted his head when he realized the artwork looked slightly different from the standard publishing. “Hmmm… Is that a Limited Edition too?”
Spike noticed where the pony was pointing, and he replied with a scoff and a cheeky-looking grin. “Hmph~ Well, uhhh… Let’s just say, this particular comic is the reason I wanted to ask for your help…”
Spike made sure he had everything in place, before turning his head to smirk at Quibble. “So tell me, Quibble Pants… Have you ever heard of Enchanted comic books?”
The dragon expected for Qubble to just shrug or awkwardly ask what he meant; but much to Spike’s surprise, the pony’s eyes widened in shock. Quibble looked between him and the comic, his muzzle opening up with a more confounded look. “Wait, you mean… You… You actually FOUND somepony who made those?!”
Immediately, Quibble Pants’ face lit up all excitedly. He took a step back from Spike, but still had a confounded smile when he stared down at the comic. “Oh my gosh! I mean… I knew that some unicorns had that ability, but I didn’t think anypony still SOLD them! Where the heck did you find one?!”
Despite his surprise at Quibble’s reaction, Spike huffed with a smile and shrugged his head. “Well, uhhh… let’s just say, after learning more about myself, I’ve been able to make really good friends with certain contacts in exchange for, errr… services~”
The little dragon snickered to himself, not noticing the sigh and eye-roll that Quibble made behind his back. Even though Quibble wasn’t too familiar with Spike on a personal level, the dragon’s exploits were known well enough that ponies outside of Ponyville were aware of his reputation. Quibble shook his head as he scoffed to himself. “Ahh, I see… Not gonna lie, I couldn’t see myself doing THAT for some comic books.”
“Pbbt~” Spike just narrowed his eyes on him while keeping a smirk. “For your information, I don’t actually take any payments for my services. That was kinda part of the deal I had with Twilight regarding it, so I don’t accidentally trigger my Dragon Greed again or whatever…” Spike then picked up the comic book that caught Quibble’s eyes, and added, “In fact, I actually paid full-price for this particular comic.”
“Oh! Uhhh… my bad…” Quibble Pants ended up averting his eyes while scratching the back of his mane. “Heh~ Sorry, I just kinda assume you got that for a blowjob or something.”
“I mean, I did blow him,” replied Spike as he turned back to the table. “I did a lot of other stuff for him too, but that wasn’t for the comic book. I just felt like it, y’know?~”
That addition was enough to make Quibble raise his brows in shock. With Spike now with his back to him, the pony was able to look the dragon up and down to note how small he still was. Sure, Spike may have been a legal adult by Equestrian age-standards, but his physical form was still pint-sized and youthful compared to his Element friends. Of course, when details like draconic lifespans and mental-maturity have to come into play, Quibble knew better than to question things. All he knew was that Spike was an adult, so he took that answer with a reluctant shrug.
“Oh, well ummm… Good for you, I guess…” Quibble chuckled to himself awkwardly while rubbing the back of his neck. “So… what was it that you needed from me again?”
“Oh! That’s really simple…” Spike held up the ‘Power Ponies’ comic in his claw, and opened it up to the middle section. “Okay, so you seem to already know how these Enchanted comics work, right?”
“Umm, yeah… I do.” Quibble nodded his head, but his eyes were narrowed with uncertainty while staring at the dragon. “Although… I’m pretty sure Enchanted Media has been illegal for decades, haven’t they?”
“Technically yes, but that’s mostly because safety protocols are nearly impossible to enforce…” Spike then pointed back at Quibble with a free claw. “Don’t worry though, the Everfree Forest is outside of Equestria’s jurisdiction, so neither of us will get in trouble out here.”
“Well, maybe not legally…” Quibble Pants may have shrugged his head, but his eyes narrowed on Spike with greater suspicion. “Wait, so… you wanted me to come all the way out here so you can get sucked off into a comic book?”
“It’s a little more than that…” Spike turned around to show Quibble the well-drawn double-page spread in the middle of the comic, which featured a dark-looking corner office that went across both pages. One one page, a muscular red dragon was sprawled out behind his desk with his bare feet on the table, and his claws behind his head while sporting a cocky fanged grin. On the other page opposite of ‘Big-Scale,’ the Power Ponies’ sidekick character Hum Drum was standing at the open doorway all alone, clearly facing off against the villain himself. Meanwhile, Spike was grinning wide while showing Quibble the scene printed out. “Okay, before I explain things, have you read this issue before?”
“Oh yeah! I read the Big-Scale issue back in high school. Uhhh… wait…” Quibble Pants tilted his head, and he leaned in closer to inspect the comic. “What the… Is that white-out?”
“Well, I had to make a few necessary edits to make my plans work…” Spike flipped back a few pages, showing how much work he spent altering various characters’ dialogue and exposition blocks. Quibble was honestly impressed by how well the dragon edited things, almost looking professional with how closely Spike matched the fonts and lettering. Of course, as soon as Quibble actually read what had been changed, his head reeled back with his brows raised.
“WHOA! Uhhhh…” Quibble looked a bit more unnerved when he glanced back at the smirking dragon. “... Dude, you know how old Hum Drum is, right?”
“I already changed that detail here…” Spike flipped back to the beginning of the comic, where he showed his near-perfect edits on the page showing Hum Drum and his stats. Quibble still looked uncomfortable, but he shrugged after seeing the character’s age and background have been altered. “And it’s going to be me in there, so it’s not that big of a deal…”
Spike then went back to the main spread of Hum Drum vs. Big-Scale. “Now, in the original version of this scene, Hum Drum tried using an untested smoke-bomb against Big-Scale to take him down, remember?”
“Uh-huh, and then Big-Scale used his claws to break it instantly.” Quibble was just about to reach out and turn to the next page himself, but stopped himself when he recalled how the comic went. “Wait, uhh… Didn’t Hum Drum get tied up after that?”
“Well, he’s shown tied up and gagged several pages later, but the comic doesn’t actually show what happened between the capturing scene and that moment. Which means…” Spike grew a much more dastardly grin while holding his comic with both claws. “If I’m able to play my cards right, I could get some action with Big-Scale literally behind the scenes~”
“Aaahhhh…” Quibble understood enough of that plan to nod accordingly. However, his muzzle was still skewed when he stared back at the altered comic. “Okay, so… you edited an enchanted comic book yourself, and now you plan to go inside of that comic alone… Just so you can have sex with the villain?”
“Mmhmm!~” Spike nodded all chipper, and then glanced back at Quibble to perk his brows. “Hey, if you had the idea yourself, wouldn’t you consider it?”
Quibble raised a hoof and looked like he was about to say something; however, he ended up closing his muzzle when he thought the question over. “Ehhhh… Well, maybe not for sex specifically…”
“Hmph~ Yeah, sure…” Spike rolled his eyes with a playful scoff. “Anyway, that’s the big reason I needed you here. I have no idea how the enchanted comic works after editing it, so I need somepony on the outside to get me out if things go wrong. And since Twilight enforced the Enchanted Media ban herself, I can’t exactly ask her to do it.”
“Okay, so…” Quibble looked around the library for a moment, before turning back to Spike and asking, “Basically, all I have to do is wait for you to do your little sex-scene, and then I get the book?”
“That’s the plan!” Spike put the opened comic on the table, and then pushed the Daring Do Omnibus towards Quibble. “If everything goes right, you won’t need to do anything.”
“Well, that’s good to know…” While Quibble went to inspect the book thoroughly, Spike was doing the same as he double-checked all the edits he made in his comic. It took hours worth of whiting out dialogue bubbles, re-writing new exposition with specialized ink, altering multiple panels worth of outfits, and even drawing certain… appendages to the best of his artistic ability. Fortunately, years of experience writing out thousands upon thousands of journals and memos made him surprisingly dexterous when it came to illustrations. All he could hope was that he double-checked every plot point outside of his edits, and that he provided himself a safe means of escape if absolutely necessary. Lustful endeavor or not, the last thing he needed was for Quibble to go out and fetch Twilight if he got trapped in his own hentai…
“Alright, I think we have a deal!” Quibble looked happy with the quality of Spike’s book, and he tucked the Omnibus into his own saddlebags for safe keeping. “Oh! Ummm… What guarantee do you have that I won’t get sucked into the comic too? Because I’m in a serious relationship, and I really don’t want to jeopardize that.”
“Oh, don’t worry! I was actually wanting someone who I know won’t be tempted, and Rainbow Dash said you’re a total wife-guy worth trusting.” Spike smiled at him with a wink, surprising Quibble enough to smile flatteringly.
“Heh~ Well, uhhhh… I’m not married yet, but thank you. Honestly, I didn’t think Dash wou--HEY!”
Spike took that moment to quickly snatch Quibble’s saddlebags from his back. “So to ensure that you won’t be pulled into the story with me, I kinda need you to step outside the room while I do the spell myself. And I’m keeping your bag here so you actually have a reason to come back and fulfill your end of the deal.”
“Oh, come on! I’m…” Quibble closed his muzzle with a conflicted wince, seeing how firmly Spike was eyeing him while holding the saddlebags in his outstretched claw. He eventually sighed and relented with a shrug. “Ugh, fine. I… I understand.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll definitely be able to tell when it happens. Even with the door closed…” Spike turned his attention back to the enchanted comic book, which he opened up to the very last page. There was a blank page right after what looked to be the final printed panels, which caught Quibble off-guard when he leaned in from behind. While Spike reached for his magnifying glass, Quibble tilted his head and noticed the tiny block of text at the very bottom of the blank page.
“Wait, is that how it works? Just… replacing the final page with an incantation for the reader to find?” He scoffed and shook his head before pulling away from Spike’s backside. “Yeesh, no wonder Twilight wants those banned! They could’ve at least included the final page of that issue regardless. Leaving it empty and behind a spell like that is like… Extortion!”
“Yeah, I agree it is dangerous in the wrong hooves…” Spike turned around to show off the magnifying glass in his claw, as well as a cheeky grin on his face. “... Which is why I’m very happy not to have any myself~”
Quibble Pants just sighed with an eye-roll, and then turned around with a wave of his foreleg. “Ugh, whatever. As long as I don’t get myself involved…”
Spike nodded in understanding, but waited until Quibble was almost outside the room to call out. “Oh, and one more thing!”
Quibble Pants stopped and turned his head, seeing the warm and sincere smile on Spike’s face. “I just wanna say, Clear Sky is really lucky to have you.”
That was enough to make Quibble smile just as genuinely. “Aww, thanks!” He waved more politely, and exited the room so Spike could do his thing.
“Alright, let’s get to it!” Spike hopped up on the stool, and made a quick stretch before turning his focus on the comic. He leaned in close to the open page, and magnified the text with his glass to read it outloud. “A’hem… You can return to the place you started when Big-Scale is defeated. Take a closer look, to join the adventure in this book!”
The last time Spike read those words in an Enchanted Comic, he felt like he was caught up in a horror movie from how badly he struggled against the magical portal he accidentally opened up. And just like the previous time, Spike’s words caused the open comic to almost immediately be activated with a gust of bright light. The pages lit up with thick streams of enchanted magic, before a bright-white light ballooned out from the middle of the book.
“Ooh! It still works!~” Happy his edits didn’t affect the comic’s abilities, he acted the exact opposite to its activation compared to last time. Instead of trying to escape the portal’s magnetic pull, the little dragon just took a deep breath with his smile all wide and eager. He threw out his arms and his wings, fully accepting the spell as he closed his eyes and let himself get pulled in. “Hehehehe, here we goooooOOOOOOOO--”
In a matter of seconds, Spike’s whole body was yanked off the stool, and pulled towards the book on the table. Unlike his previous time, the dragon was able to transfer into the comic in less than a second. He plunged through the portal crotch-first, and let out a triumphant cry of success just before disappearing from his mortal plain. The book closed itself shut immediately after, ending the portal and shutting off the gravitational pull. Several seconds passed, before the doors to the library reopened slowly.
“Uhhhh… is it okay to come in?” Quibble Pants heard nothing in response, but he still cautiously poked his head through the gap of the doors. Seeing that the comic was closed shut, AND that Spike had seemingly disappeared from sight, he could only assume that the spell worked exactly as intended. He trotted towards the table, his muzzle skewed as he looked over at his saddlebags for a second. But instead of just leaving Spike alone like a dick, Quibble sighed and decided to take a seat. “Hmmm… Well, I might as well give this a read to make sure he’s okay…”
Quibble Pants picked up the enchanted comic, and he plopped down on a pile of ornate pillows to get himself seated. And since he already read the storyline before, he decided to flip through the pages before reaching the beginning of Hum-Drum’s story arc. “Ahh, here we go… OH!”
As soon as he started reading the text blocks at the top of the page, Spike’s edits made him raise his brows in surprise. “Whoa, uhhh… Okay, this might be interesting after all~”
Meanwhile in Maretropolis…
“Oh, nice! It actually worked!”
That speech-bubble appeared right over Hum-Drum’s head in the first panel, while the little dragon stood underneath with an excited smile. He was standing at the top of a tall building, with the next panel showing it was overlooking the “secret” hideout of Big-Scale. Of all the places for a draconic villain to hang out in an Equestrian city, an abandoned reptile pet-store was about as obvious as any other Power Ponies villain. Sure, the villain himself was a former Komodo Dragon that “evolved” after being doused in radioactive chemicals, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t pick a regular office building or something.
Either way, the next panel showed Hum-Drum fiddling his claws with a devious grin. Another speech-bubble appeared beneath the dragon that read, “Oh, this is perfect! Now’s my time to, err… ‘Prove my Worth to the Power Ponies’. Heh heh~”
The next panel showed Hum-Drum zipping down the side of the building on a rope and harness, almost looking like he was defying gravity by running down the walls. However, Quibble Pants tilted his head while reading the comic, noticing the visible tent protruding from the crotch of his skimpy shorts. He wasn’t sure if that was an edit Spike drew in before, or if it was just how the dragon was really looking within the comic’s enchanted confines. He still landed on all-fours on the ground regardless, taking a confident superhero pose with a determined smirk on his face.
“Hmph…” A smaller panel was nestled right near the bottom of the page, showing Hum-Drum’s claw unzipping something from his Utility Belt. In the original print of the comic, the pony had pulled out a small emergency communicator the size of a compact disc. However, Spike apparently decided to alter the artwork well enough to make it look like a… condom wrapper? The bright-pink tab of foil was shown in more detail in the next panel, while a still smirking Hum-Drum was looking away from it with his speech bubble unedited from the original story. “I really don’t think I need to worry about this tonight…”
Originally in Power Ponies, Hum-Drum had tossed aside his communicator because he thought he had discovered Big-Scale’s weakness, thus wouldn’t need any help to defeat him. But now with Spike’s edits, the shattered device shown in the last panel was now a condom wrapper ripped in half, with part of the prophylactic still sticking out to indicate it wasn’t taken. Quibble Pants sighed with a worrisome wince, but continued to read out of obligation. “Yeesh, he’s really gonna take a radioactive villain bareback? At least get a hazmat suit or something…”
On the next page, the first panel showed Hum-Drum leaned back against the wall beside the shop’s back door. With three panels back-to-back, his claws were shown using a lockpicking kit to get the door opened up. Several more panels went by with no dialogue bubbles or establishing text, just showing the little dragon moving through the “abandoned” storefront with his tongue sticking out in concentration. Just as he made it to the doorway leading down to the stairs, he made the same mistake as the lad in the original comic when he opened the door too far. It bumped against an end-table holding an old pottery vase, and the whole bottom of the page emphasized a loud ‘CRASH’ onomatopoeia text over Hum-Drum’s head. His eyes were even given the same close-up to show a look of horror, while another sound effect was shown in red text underneath him. ‘RRRRRRRRGHHHHHHH…’
Hum-Drum was lucky enough to jump into the bathroom right beside that doorway, and got the door shut without even the tiniest sound-effect text shown on the panel. Another panel was completely pitch-black, aside from Hum-Drum’s eyes and another growling ‘RRRRRRRRRR…’ in blood-red letters near the top. Fortunately, more sound-effects were shown to indicate the being stomped around a bit, before disappearing back down the stairs. The next page established the sight outside the bathroom door, with several holes in the wooden floor of the hallway where Big-Scale was stomping around. It also showed the light leading down the basement was lit up by a hanging lightbulb, which was what the hero used in the original comic. Of course, Quibble already read the story before, so he knew that Hum-Drum had a couple pages to hype himself in the mirror before he left the bathroom…
Of course, as soon as he turned the page to see the sequence in this story, Quibble reeled his head back with his eyes wide-open. “WHOA!”
When it came to the Enchanted Comic’s various edits, Spike really allowed his artistic merit to shine when it came to altering the “Self-Confidence” scene. In the original story, Hum-Drum was getting himself dressed in a new costume he made himself, and was planning to rename himself ‘The Drummer’ as part of a new persona. It was quickly dismissed and re-tooled a few issues later, with many fans considering the moment more of a joke than actual character development for the sidekick. And judging by Spike’s alterations, it seemed that he had his own ideas for how the scene could be improved…
The first panel had a lightbulb being illuminated, allowing the hero to be seen alone in the bathroom. The panel beside that had a closeup of Hum-Drum leaning into the mirror with a serious stare, despite the visible beads of sweat across his forehead. “You got this, Hum-Drum… Hmmmm…”
His eyes narrowed on his reflection in another closeup, showing a look of contemplation before he gave a smirk to the mirror. “Actually… Maybe this isn’t a job for Hum-Drum~”
The next array of panels that filled the page were meant to be looked through in quick succession like a “Montage” of sorts, as various articles of Hum-Drum’s costume were altered to better suit his new look. Spike made sure to keep some of the panels unaltered, like parts of his outfit being ripped off or tied elsewhere. But instead of using a specialty blackout dye in his Utility Belt to turn all his clothing pitch-black, this version of the hero now had a canister that read ‘Extra Strength Pheromones’ in bold letters. The “dye” was also edited surprisingly well in the preexisting panel, now looking like a semi-clear gel that he applied to his scales and clothing.
The next page was a full panel spread revealing the former Hum-Drum’s new look, which was given a thorough retooling. His shorts weren’t changed too much since they were already skimpy and basically a pair of lycra briefs; of course, Spike made sure to give himself a much fatter ass than in real life, making it even more plump and juicy than it usually was. His shirt was now a skimpy crop-top, with only the top half of the torso remaining after the sleeves and collar were removed. His pudgy, scaley physique was much more well-pronounced, with his curves beautifully drawn and drawing Quibble’s gaze from the page.
A speech-bubble at the top corner of the page read, “Yes… this feels much better~”
The dragon was shown from behind, giving him a confident and immaculately sexy pose as he looked back at the reader with a randy grin. He was pulling his black gloves up to his elbows, matching the heeled black boots that went up to his knees. Instead of the “war-paint” of a couple black marks smeared across his cheeks, Spike was able to alter the art enough to make it look like he was wearing proper makeup. Rosy-red lips, a heavy black mascara, thick curly lashes, and even a black “mole” mark over the corner of his mouth. Of course, Spike made sure the character’s black mask remained over the top half of his face, completing the look of a slutty superhero above the rest of his quotation.
“As of now…” At the bottom of the page, another speech-bubble led towards the large, blocky texts that read out the new hero’s name. “You’re looking at a NEW hero…”
‘CUM-DRUM’
Back in the abandoned castle, Quibble Pants laughed so hard he fell out of his seat. “HAAAAA HA HA HA HA HA! Oh my goddess, NO! That is SO bad! HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!” It took him a moment to get back upright, but he still had to wipe his cheeks to keep from tearing up. “Whoo… Oh man… That might actually keep me soft for the rest of this. Thanks, Spike!”
The stallion was smiling more naturally while giving a good look at that page one last time, appreciating just how much work Spike put into the edits to make it look like a proper alteration. Not to mention, Quibble wasn’t afraid to admit that the pudgy little dragon really knew how to make that getup look arousing. Still, he eventually flipped to the next page, with the first couple panels showing the scantily-clad superhero sneaking out of the bathroom. He tiptoed his way down the basement stairs, eventually transitioning to darkness that only showed his eyes in the panels. The comic made sure to still give a sinister vibe to the villain’s lair, with the shop basement being full of broken reptile cages and mouse-bones everywhere. It almost looked like a labyrinth of shattered glass and feed-bags, with a couple toxic waste barrels just barely visible in the background. Fortunately, the dragon wasn’t too worried about that as he eventually made his way to a back room, which had a partial glass door like the entrance to a doctor’s office. The frosted glass had some frayed lettering that struggled to stay in place, reading the name of the shop’s former owner: Doctor Monitor - PHD Herpetology.
“Huh…” Cum-Drum tilted his head as he took a second to read the door. “Herpetology, huh? I’m surprised it’s not a PHD in Radiology.”
Outside the comic, Quibble Pants shrugged his head in semi-agreement. “Ehhh… Herpetology is the study of reptiles and lizards, so it kinda makes sense…”
Cum-Drum shrugged with a roll of his eyes in the next panel, not caring much about this villain’s educational credentials. Instead, the dragon closed his eyes with a deep breath, preparing himself before he lunged forward. He grabbed hold of the doorknob, and flung the door open so it swung into the next panel with a loud and boldly-fonted ‘POW!’ The interior of the office was now shown on the page, looking like something more for an old-fashioned noir-detective than a “Doctor.” The office had an old wooden desk in the middle, with an open bottle of whiskey and a half-empty glass next to an ashtray full of cigar butts. Behind the desk, an open issue of the ‘Maretropolis Gazette’ was tossed up in the air from that sudden door-throw, alongside a startled yelp from the being reading it. “GAH!!”
The newspaper was tossed aside from that jolt, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes behind the blanket of darkness that still encompassed much of the background. This panel took up over half the page, with Cum-Drm’s backside taking up much of the foreground to show off his fat and perky butt upclose. The hero was facing the figure shrouded in darkness behind the desk, with its eyes scarily close to the ceiling to emphasize his scale and height. A close-up of Cum-Drum’s face showed his eyes narrowing behind his mask in determination, as well as a sly grin with his tongue sticking out slightly. Two panels near the bottom corner of the page showed Big-Scale’s eyes in two shots; the first were his eyes widened in surprise, before the next panel had them narrow on Cum-Drum with deathly disdain.
“Hmmmmmm…” The next shot gave a new angle of the office, with the shadow of Big-Scale on the left side while Cum-Drum was on the right. Since both figures were being shown from their sides, Quibble could see the blatant tent sticking out of Cum-Drum’s shorts while he faced his foe so confidently. It wasn’t obvious whether or not Big-Scale could see that erection, since his speech-bubble still had that sinister red text to match his tone. “You… You’re that kid with the precious… Power Ponies… AREN’T YOU?”
Cum-Drum kept his smirk, but gave a strong shake of his head in response. “Uh-Uh! I’m not a ‘Kid’ by any means, Big-Scale…” A smaller panel showed one of his claws reaching down to his utility belt, which was originally meant to play a tape-recording of some background music while ‘Hum-Drum’ gave an overzealous hero-speech for his first solo fight. Granted, in the version of the story Quibble Pants previously read, that speech was alongside another full-page pose of Hum-Drum in his “badass” outfit. The monologue as a whole honestly wasn’t bad, but a big gag was the fact that Hum-Drum only got halfway through his speech before Big-Scale’s claw gripped his throat in the very next panel.
Quibble had no idea what to expect this time around, but he took a breath before reluctantly turning to the next page. “Hoo boy, here we go…”
Much like he expected, Quibble Pants immediately looked away the instant he saw how Spike retooled Hum-Drum’s “Heroic” page-spread for his own perverted use. “OH! Sweet Celestia…”
He almost forgot how in the original comic, there was a small panel at the top-left corner that showed Big-Scale’s eyes in a closeup with one of his brows skewed in amusement. This time though, Spike made BOTH brows were raised so his expression appeared more of shock, and also added some heavy blush underneath to imply his cheeks burnt up from the new sight and dialogue.
“I’m no longer ‘Hum-Drum,’ you big scaley stud… The new name’s ‘Cum-Drum~’”
To Spike’s artistic credit, he really didn’t need to make any huge edits in regards to Hum-Drum’s pose in that page-spread. Since the angle was closer to the hero’s feet and looking upward, it was easy enough to make it work with ‘Cum-Drum’s’ customized outfit. However, it seemed that Spike took advantage of that previous panel of the Utility Belt being pressed, and now made it look like he was undoing his shorts. Still standing with his claws at the sides of his hips, Cum-Drum was standing with a hungry grin while his shorts hugged around his knees, and his little cock stood out in all its four-inch glory with a bead of precum seeping from the pointed tip. There were even a couple movement lines around the appendage, implying it was twitching from how hard he was before the stunned villain.
Beside Cum-Drum’s triumphant pose, his speech took up the entire right side of the page lengthwise. “And unlike my ‘Gal-Pals’ back home, I’m not here to play nice! You’re looking at a new, ready, and legally adult hero who has a different means of dealing with brutes like you~
“So before I get really horny, I’m going to ask you one simple question: Do you really want to try and fight me like all those other mares? Or would you rather bend me over and put all that anger towards something more fun?~”
“Damn…” Quibble Pants’ head tilted the other direction, his eyes narrowed on the page with an impressed pout and a matching nod. Upon closer inspection, he was able to see that Spike made sure to preserve as much of the original dialogue as he possibly could. He also had to cross his legs with a brief squirm, blushing in realization as he bit his bottom lip. “Mmmfff, dammit…”
Even though he didn’t consider reading porn to be cheating (and fortunately, neither did his girlfriend), he made sure to keep both hooves on the comic book and away from his stirring nethers. There was a panel at the bottom of the spread giving a line of dialogue from Big-Scale, which was originally a red-fronted growl before he grabbed Hum-Drum's neck. Of course, Spike managed to edit the speech bubble to a professional degree, giving a more feeble font to show the villain’s puzzlement.
“ … Ummmm… Really?”
Instead of a claw reaching out to grab Hum-Drum, the panel had been altered so the villain's head loomed in through his sinister shadow. It was honestly a choice edit on Spike’s end, since the shadow-effect made it one of the quicker panels to change by just filling in half of it in black. In addition, Cum-Drum no longer had a startled look of wide-eyed panic on his face from a draconic claw lunging for his throat; he was now grinning all smug, even as that shadowy presence loomed in so close to his half-lidded eyes.
In the next panel, Hum-Drum (or ‘Drummer’ if you’re one of those comic purists) unlatched something else from his Utility Belt, which dropped a smoke-bomb to the desk between himself and Big-Scale. Of course, in the original storyline, it was followed by Big-Scale’s monstrous claw coming down and smashing the device in his fist like it was made of eggshells. But in this version of the comic, that item had been replaced with a… legal ID of Hum-Drum’s legal age?
“Ugh! Okay, I get it!” Quibble Pants rolled his eyes with a scoff, even though he could appreciate the amount of detail Spike put in making an accurate-looking Maretropolis ID for a single panel. “Hmmm… Well, I guess it’s better than no clarifications at all…”
The next panel now had the angle of Big-Scale’s claw appear less as a smash, and more like him swiping the card from his desk. There was another small panel of Big-Scale’s narrowed eyes once more, but now they were pointed to the back of a card that Spike included in the foreground. Quibble was impressed how it now looked like the villain was checking Cum-Drum’s identification, and more specifically his age. “Hmmmm… Happy Birthday, I guess…”
“Thank you!” chirped Cum-Drum with a wide and innocent-looking smile, even though his little penis was still sticking out like he was thumbing for a ride. Instead of a thought-bubble showing Hum-Drum’s internal realization that he was in trouble, it had been converted to a regular speech-bubble so Cum-Drum could speak directly. “And if you don’t mind me saying, I would totally be down with you calling your henchmen right now~”
Despite how differently Spike altered the scene for his benefit, there were absolutely no edits needed for the panel at the bottom of that page. It still showed a long, page-wide spread of his fanged and scaley muzzle widening to a sinister grin, and his tongue sticking out with a sicklylick of his lips. “Oooohhhh… Such a lovely gift that the Power Ponies delivered for me and my friends…”
The top panel of the next page originally had Hum-Drum giving one last horrified look before being yanked off-page by Big-Scale’s claw. But instead, it had Cum-Drum’s smiling face as he added another speech-bubble. “Oh, totally! Give it to me hard~”
Quibble Pants needed to look away from the comic for a moment, now partially unsheathed with his muzzle skewed hard. “Hmmmmm… Does this show what happens next?” Despite his blushed wince, the stallion exhaled before flipping to the next page, which left his eyes wide and unblinking. “... Oh, okay then!~”
Chapter Two - The Villains Come Too
Meanwhile, in Big-Scale’s Secret Lair…
“Nnnnghh… Oh wow, you’re right! That does work better than my usual knots!”
Now out of the shadows, Big-Scale could be seen in all his artistic glory in the comic universe, The red dragon looked to be about twice the height of most stallions, and was clearly carrying some big muscles beneath his “formal” attire. His biceps were bulging against the hem of his dress-shirt, nearly tearing the fabric from the tension. His red tie was hanging untied around his neck, and a stylish pair of blue jeans wrapped around his muscular legs. He also sported a large pair of red, leathery wings that coiled against the entire length of his back; however, aside from the large scales that were protruding from the sides of his head, he still appeared very Komodo-esque from his origins.
“Oh, don’t worry about that, Mister Big-Scale…” Cum-Drum didn’t show any fear behind his mask, even while tied up in the same kind of bondage as his more innocent predecessor. His arms were held out in opposing directions, as were his legs to put him in a suspended ‘X’ post in midair. However, unlike in the original comic, there was no logging buzzsaw in sight, or even the tracks for the device under Cum-Drum and his bondage. Instead, it was just him tied up with his shorts fully removed, but his vest and mask still on as requested. And even with the much sturdier knots tied around his wrists and ankles, he was able to shoot back a cheeky remark to his captor. “Knowing you, I have a feeling you have a better knot than that elsewhere~”
“Heh…” Big-Scale stepped back with his arms crossed over his chest, and he took a moment to really admire the kid--err, the teenager’s tenacity. Hum… No, Cum-Drum’s cock was still standing fully rigid between his spread legs, twitching hard enough to bob up and down in anticipation. He was staring up at Big-Scale with a bitten lip, but his smirk was also directed elsewhere as he tried looking around for ‘backup.’ “So, let me get this straight, ummm… ‘Cum-Drum,’ correct?”
“Mmhmm!~” Cum-Drum nodded his head cheerfully. “That’s it! Although, uhh… obviously you can call me whatever you want. Heh heh~”
Big-Scale chuckled with a nod while smirking back at him. “Alright, alright… I’ll try to keep that in mind…”
He began to walk around the suspended hero, waiting until he was behind Cum-Drum to continue his question. “But as I was saying. You’re telling me that as this new… Cum-Drum figure… you’re offering to prostitute yourself in exchange for me stopping my water-poisoning plans?”
“Okay, first off,” clarified Cum-Drum as he held out a single digit in one of his tied claws, “I’m not a prostitute. I’m a slut. Nothing against sex workers, but I would rather provide my services for free*.”
At the very bottom of the page, there was a notation detailing, ‘Due to Spike’s ‘Dragon Greed’, he cannot accept payment (except favors or perishable goods) for his services as a slut, as it may trigger another transformation. Also, he prefers servicing cocks for free~’
“And secondly,” continued Cum-Drum with another digit raised, “All I’m saying is that you and your cronies clearly need to get some physical relief! There’s no doubt that you guys haven’t gotten laid in a while. Especially while cooped up down here and making the place smell so… musky~”
Big-Scale blinked a couple times, before lifting up one of his arms to sniff his pit. There was a visible patch of dark fabric under his arm from moisture, and the wince he made before reeling back was enough proof he never used deodorant. When he put his arm back down, he couldn’t help shrugging his head a little in agreement. “Ehh, sorry about that.”
“No, don’t apologize! I think it’s great!~” Cum-Drum had to quickly shake his head before getting back on track. “B-But still, I wouldn’t be surprised if this was the first time in a while you had someone other than your own claw for… company~”
That assumption caused Big-Scale to give him a flatter look, but it was followed by a slow exhale through his nostrils. “Ehh… guilty.”
“That’s what I thought~” Cum-Drum gave a long, teasing lick of his lips, making sure to let his reptilian tongue slither out and wriggle enticingly. Big-Scale shuddered with a wide grin of his own. “So how about this,” continued the bound hero as he gave his hips a couple light thrusts, making his little cock dangle invitingly. “I’ll give you first-dibs, Big-Scale. Either hole of mine is yours for the taking. All you gotta do is agree to try a different means of terrorism this week, okay?~”
“PBBT!” Big-Scale scoffed hard from that last part. “Oh, come ON! You really think I’m gonna undo weeks of planning for a single blowjob?”
Cum-Drum rolled his eyes quite obviously through his mask. “Dude, I’m tied up, and I’m giving you full consent. I’d be kinda pissed if you just wanted a single blowjob.”
The former Hum-Drum’s sheer shamelessness was nearly enough to throw Big-Scale off his game. However, aside from how blatantly out of character the hero was acting, it was shocking that the villain hadn’t ripped out of his clothing yet. His pants were tensing worse than his undersized shirt, and the thick bulge of his cock was leaving a very visible outline of every vein and curve against his inner thigh. Cum-Drum’s eyes were pointing right down at that rigid bulge, and needed to swallow a lot of excess saliva before he could start drooling. “Mmmmm… Although, I could certainly offer one regardless~”
Big-Scale had to close his eyes and take a deep breath, but he eventually sighed in relent. “Ughhh… Dammit, fine! Just for now!” He walked up to the bound hero, undoing his belt with a grumble. “Nnfff, but this isn’t me agreeing to that dumb little deal! My plans are still gonna happen!”
“Well, how about we talk after your buddies show up?~” Cum-Drum perked his brows with a wider grin, all while Big-Scale’s crotch was less than a foot from his face. “And if I can get them all nice and satisfied, you can then decide as a group if you still wanna be bad guys. Deal?~”
Big-Scale hated that he was contemplating that idea so quickly. But at the same time, he didn’t want to keep stalling when that cute little face was trying to inch his way closer to his crotch. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Big-Scale groaned through his fangs when Cum-Drum reached out far enough to grab hold of his fly. His sharp little teeth gripped the dragon’s zipper, and he only needed a swift motion of his head to unzip those pants without his claws. Big-Scale gasped when he felt the cold air hitting his junk, and his hips spasmed hard enough for his cock to spring out from his open fly. “Aaahhhh!! Nnnghhh~”
Cum-Drum moaned in elation when he saw that massive cock appear in his line of vision, looking just as thick and meaty as how he drew it in all those panels. Thick veins were bulging alongside the girthy shaft while the pointed head pulsated with several drops of precum trickling down his length. Cum-Drum kept a hungry stare up at Big-Scale’s face, even while that tasty dragon cock was radiating musky heat off his blushing cheeks. It took everything in him not to lunge up and give that daunting hunk of cockmeat a good lick. But first, he smugly said, “Say you’ll consider it, and I’ll suck your balls first~”
“Nnnghhh!! Oh goddammit, FINE! I’LL CONSIDER IT!” Big-Scale took hold of his thick, rigid cock with one of his claws, while the other reached down to grab the back of Cum-Drum’s head. Even though he wanted to just shove his cock right between those lips and shut the teen up, he groaned as he pushed that open mouth towards his balls. Cum-Drum moaned out the instant he took that first deep, hearty whiff of the dragon’s unwashed musk. That sweaty ballsack smelt absolutely divine, and was enough to make Cum-Drum stick his tongue out and coil it several times around the base. Meanwhile up above, Big-Scale was immediately growing more content with his decision as he let out a long, soothing sigh. “Aaaaaahhhhhhh… Ohhhh, wow~”
Cum-Drum closed his eyes, and he pulled in those balls surprisingly well with the strength of his coiled tongue. He wrapped his lips around both of the girthy orbs, stuffing his cheeks with both of them at the same time. Big-Scale’s fat, meaty cock slapped against the little dragon’s face, causing Cum-Drum to shiver with his eyes rolled back. He continued to suck on Big-Scale’s balls without pause, moaning around them as trickles of drool seeped down his chin. His little cock couldn’t stop twitching untouched, with thicker spurts of precum spitting out and landing across the dingy floor.
“Oh, fuck… Fuck you’re good~” Big-Scale kept a tight grip on Cum-Drum’s head, holding him firmly between his legs so he could continue cleaning up his balls. That draconic tongue felt absolutely tantalizing around his nuts, while those pillowy lips caressed the sac with such soft and tentative suckles. All the while, Big-Scale’s cock was throbbing hard against the top of the slut’s head, before some of his syrupy precum began to dribble down the hero’s face like candle wax. Even when strands began to cling to his mask, Cum-Drum wasn’t fazed in the slightest as he swirled his tongue between eager moans.
“Aaaaaahhhhh~” When Cum-Drum finally parted his lips, allowing those fat balls to slip out of his mouth with a wet pop, he let out an antsy groan while Big-Scale played with his cock. Still holding to the base, the larger dragon made his bound little bitch moan as he repeatedly smacked the underside of his cock against his face. Precum was flinging around more wildly while he cackled evilly to the sight.
“How’s that feel, you little slut? Want more?~” For some reason, using that term felt strangely natural while he slapped the dragon’s face with his cock. It didn’t hurt that Cum-Drum stuck his tongue out with his mouth wide-open, which was alluring enough for Big-Scale to give a couple teasing smacks against that wriggling muscle. All the while, Cum-Drum excitedly nodded his head while blushing up at him so needily.
“Mmmghh! Y-Yeah! Come on, Big-Scale!” He reached up and gave a single long, titillating lick to the underside of Big-Scale’s shaft. Without breaking eye-contact, the little slut licked his lips and kept a randy smirk on his face. “Use me however you want, big guy! Fuck me as many times as you wish! Just don’t pull out, please~”
“Nnnnffffff~” Big-Scale was too pent-up to care anymore, and he took that dire plea of the dragon’s with gusto. “Well, if that’s the case…”
Before he could continue, Big-Scale reached down and tightened his grip around his cock. With a single hard yank, he made Cum-Drum gasp when he realized it hadn’t been completely unsheathed. Despite sporting over a foot in length already, as well as a girth wider than a soda can, it seemed that Big-Scale’s mutations made some details trickier than others. Because of that, he needed a good, hard yank to free his knot from within his scaley sheath. The fat, bulbous knob looked absolutely intimidating up close, but Cum-Drum just moaned with hearts appearing in his eyes. “Aaaahhh~”
Meanwhile, Big-Scale just grinned and gave his cock a couple slow, tentative strokes with his claw. “... let’s see how well your claim is about me having a good knot~”
With that, Big-Scale grabbed the back of his head with both claws, and he thrusted in with full force against Cum-Drum’s open mouth. The slut’s eyes shot wide-open briefly, but they quickly closed with a look of contentment across his face. Big-Scale’s cock was fat enough to nearly dislodge the little dragon’s jaw, while that cockhead plunged down to the base of his neckline in the very first thrust. But even with how intensely Big-Scale was starting things off, Cum-Drum quivered in his restraints with nothing but a hearty twitch of his dicklet in response. And when Big-Scale pulled his hips back, allowing the bulge of his cockhead to slide up Cum-Drum’s neckline, those lips stayed nice and tightly pursed around the shaft throbbing between them.
“Mmmmphhhhh~” Cum-Drum savored the ripe, musky flavor of Big-Scale’s cock twitching hard in his mouth, while spurts of precum shot down his throat with every pulsation. He tried his best to keep his throat and tongue active, but he didn’t have to do much while Big-Scale was yanking his head back and forth in his claws. With that being said, he couldn’t help feeling a little dizzy the longer Big-Scale went, eventually jostling his mind while his senses were so overloaded with the dragon’s amazing cock.
Cum-Drum wasn’t sure how long Big-Scale was fucking his face, but it didn’t feel like long enough as those balls slapped the bottom of his chin. He could feel that dense knot repeatedly pressing up against his lips, but his mouth was already so full of cock as it was. Still, his tongue tried to slither out and wrap itself around that bulb, tasting even more of his flesh and making him shiver in place. The sensation of so much cock stuffed in his throat was so gratifying, the dragon barely even noticed when the doors opened up behind him.
“We’re here, boss!”
“What’s the--HOLY!”
“WHOA!!”
“Uhhhhh… S-Sir?!”
“Is that HUMDRUM?!?”
“L-LEGAL ADULT! H-He’s a Legal Adult! Nnnfff…” Big-Scale was immediately grateful for Cum-Drum’s ID, since it provided him a valid explanation without needing to stop. Since a picture was worth a thousand words, he tossed the stallions the card while continuing to pound the dragon’s mouth. “Mmmphhh!! I-It’s his birthday, he asked for this! Aaaaaahhhh…”
It took a moment for the three grey stallions to overcome their shock, with their horrified looks greatly contrasting their “tough-guy” appearances. All three of them were wearing matching denim battle-vests, dyed green and adorned with patches of either skull or reptile-themed designs. They were also wearing mascara over their eyes to help hide their identities, and face-masks that covered their muzzles with a black cloth; the masks were also decorated with white fangs to mimick their boss’ fanged maw. One of the stallions, the only one with a horn, used his magic to pick up the card and inspect the ID himself. The other two leaned in, and all their brows raised in surprise when they matched the dates.
“Oh, wow!” remarked the pegasus of the three, whose voice was slightly muffled under his mask. “I thought he was way younger!”
“Me too!” remarked the unicorn, who double-checked the authenticity before nodding his head. “Huh… And uhhh… do the Power Ponies know about this?!”
“Hey kid!” shouted the Earth pony of the three, before correcting himself reluctantly. “Or, uhhh… Hum-Drum? Are you okay, or--”
Before he could ask anything too assuming, he and the other henchmen were surprised to see both of Cum-Drum’s claws giving affirmative thumbs-up in his bondage. He also gave a couple good thrusts of his hips in midair, flinging around his precum and staining the bottom of Big-Scale’s trousers. But much like the three ponies in their masks, Big-Scale remained in his clothes while stuffing the slut’s throat. “Hah! Hah! Nnnnghhh…” The Boss mustered up a confident grin behind his heavy blush, and he motioned down to the bound hero without much shame in his voice. “He… He goes by Cum-Drum, apparently! A-And he… H-He’s up for more if you guys are… you know… interested~”
The realization hit all three of them at the same time, but their eyes couldn’t help glancing in the smaller dragon’s direction while bulging in shock. Right now, the so-called “Sidekick” of their biggest rivals was getting face-fucked by their Boss, AND was seemingly wanting more! Two of the ponies couldn’t help looking around worriedly, just in case this was some bizarre setup for an elaborate trap. However, the pegasus of the three had his wings stiff at the sight of Cum-Drum taking such an intimidating cock all in one go. Even with his throat so visibly packed, he was still kissing around that fat knot like a greedy kid desperate for more cake.
“Oh, s-shit…” Much like his stiffening wings, the pegasus henchman could feel his stallionhood reacting in a similar way while becoming unsheathed. The thick, marbled horsecock soon slipped out to be exposed to the cold air, making him shiver under his facemask. But much like his boss, the pony remained fully clothed while his cock throbbed underneath him. He groaned through his tight fabric and stumbled briefly, causing his cock to smack the underside of his barrel and splatter precum across his vest. “Nnnffff… This shouldn’t be that hot, what the fuck…”
Cum-Drum glanced back at the three ponies with his eyes half-lidded in sensual pleasure. His brows perked up a couple times, while his tongue visibly swirled around their boss’ meaty knot to tempt them further. Cum-Drum made sure to stare down the pegasus especially hard, before giving a reassuring shake of his tail.
“Hmmmm… How about this…” Big-Scale grinned wide when he noticed the pegasus’ wing-boner, as well as the deepening blushes of the two henchmen behind him. He made sure to reach out with one of his claws, still holding Cum-Drum’s head with the other, and grabbed hold of the hero’s scaly tail. With a hard yank, he made the slut gurgle with a harsh squeal as his tail was hiked up, exposing his supple hole in front of the three. It was a shock that none of their face-masks ripped off from how hard their jaws dropped in response. Meanwhile, Cum-Drum made sure to give the most doe-eyed, ‘woe is me’ look in his fluttering eyes while giving his hole a couple hard squeezes, making it wink as enticingly as possible.
“Mmmmm… Hey Cum-Drum? You want these guys to fuck you raw?~”
The little bound dragon couldn’t nod his head any harder without risking whiplash. “MMMPHH-HMMMM!!~” His head continued to push back and forth as best as he could, emphasizing just how badly he wanted to feel that knot inside of him by any means possible. Meanwhile, Big-Scale kept a tight grip on Cum-Drum’s tail, perking his brows confidently.
“Last call, fellas! Which one wants it fir--”
Much to his surprise, Big-Scale was given a surprising bit of assistance as the unicorn of the group put his magic to good use. Even though he was blushing hard under his mask, he was also trembling with a hidden grin as he lit up his horn, wrapping a tight white aura around Cum-Drum’s tail. Big-Scale nodded graciously before letting go, allowing him to get back to holding the slut’s head in place with both claws. However, before the unicorn could think to step forward, the pegasus was already stumbling forward with a hoof reaching down to stroke his cock. “Mmmphhh… Fuck, am I really doing this? Oh, whatever…”
Cum-Drum moaned as best as he could against Big-Scale’s knot, all while flexing his muscles and beckoning one of those henchmen to start the rutting. The unicorn still kept his horn lit, and kept watch while shivering in arousal. The earth pony of the three was also blushing hard and getting unsheathed, but he was leaning his head like he was trying to see what he could do with the hero bound like this. “Hmmmmm…”
“Fuck it! I’ll start! Aaaahhhh…” The pegasus henchpony lunged up, wrapping his forelegs around Cum-Drum’s shoulders while he remained hanging in suspension. From this angle, he was able to perfectly aim his fat horsecock up against that prime, supple ass waiting for carnage. Luckily, the pony had some lubricant inside of his vest, which left a surprisingly good sheen around his cock that seemed to be perfectly fine in this fantasy world. Cum-Drum couldn’t have felt more blissful the instant he felt that first hard prod, with the sensation of the stallion’s flaring cockhead sending such a strong tingle up his back. He instinctually pushed himself back as hard as he could, beckoning him to match his eagerness and thrust back in response. It was unclear whether the stallion compiled by understanding or instinct (or perhaps al those pheromones wafting off his clothing), but his hips rocked hard regardless. “GAHH!~”
His cockhead actually made penetration with that first thrust, rocking into Cum-Drum hard enough to make his eyes bulge out through his mask. But even with how much his throat tightened around Big-Scale’s cock, it still remained a steady sex-toy for the larger dragon’s blatant misuse. The other two henchponies could only gawk at the sight of their brethren actually shoving his cock inside such a tight, but surprisingly voluptuous ass belonging to their supposed “foe”. But much like the pegasus, who moaned out heavily in response to Cum-Drum’s hole clenching his shaft with every inch that slid inside, the other two stallions were throbbing just as hard in response to those strong, muscular thrusts of the goon’s hips.
“Damn, I’m--Nnnffff… I-I’m impressed!” Big-Scale wasn’t sure how well he’d be able to explain his exploits without much awkwardness, but it seemed that ‘Cum-Drum’s’ behavior was just as infectious as it was alluring. In less than a minute, the first of Big-Scale’s henchponies was already groaning while hugging Cum-Drum from behind, throbbing deep inside the dragon with his medial ridge prodding the hole. Meanwhile, the Boss himself was looking back at the other two with a more maniacal grin… and a bright flash of light emanating from his eyes.
“YOU… Go get the others and bring them down here… NOW~”
The Earth pony actually looked a little scared from the intensity of Big-Scale’s direct stare, but he complied quickly enough with a frantic nod. Despite sporting a raging hard-on that was leaking pre, he practically stumbled out of the room so he could round up the others. The unicorn remained standing with a bitten lip behind his mask, his expression bordering between worry and guilty arousal; either way, he continued to hold up Cum-Drum’s tail with his magic, while one of his hooves reached down to try and discreetly stroke himself unnoticed. “Nnnnfffff…”
“Oh, fuck! Nnnghhh…” The pegasus only needed a couple hard, steady thrusts of his hips before he moaned out deeply in Cum-Drum’s ear. Meanwhile, the petite dragon was squirming hard in his bondage while the outline of that thick horsecock protuded from his lower stomach. The elasticity of the plucky hero made it distinct enough that the stallion’s cock-veins could be seen pulsating through the scales. And between Cum-Drum’s bare legs, the heat radiating off the pony’s balls made him quiver while the pair was pressing up so tightly against his own. “Heh~ Uhhh… Hey Boss, my balls are touchin’ his! Is that ‘gay’ or what?~”
“Ugh…” Big-Scale’s thrusts faltered a little as he rolled his eyes with a groan. “Jeeze, where do I find these mooks?”
“H-Hey, come on! We’re doin’ our best! In fact…” Even though the unicorn was helping their Boss enough with the tail-thing, his curiosity was getting the best of him alongside his raging erection. His eyes veered downward, and his head tilted to glance underneath his brethren’s thrusting hips. When he got a glimpse of what the dragon was packing under that rigid cock-bulge, he gave a contemplative pout before shrugging contently. “Hmmm… Eh, why the heck not?~”
Keeping his horn brightly lit, the unicorn decided to help the hero out in his own way by getting himself underneath his friend. Cum-Drum squirmed in surprise, but moaned around Big-Scale’s cock while the henchpony teased his little cock with a hoof. The ponies seemed to be keeping a strict mask ordinance, since the unicorn appeared more keen with hoof-play than anything oral. Big-Scale looked down at the unicorn with a raised brow, which made the henchpony shrug and point out, “Hey, it’s his birthday, remember? A hoofjob seems nice enough, right?”
Even a villain like Big-Scale couldn’t object to that, and he gave a shrug of his own before saying, “Ehh, I suppose that’s fair. Carry on then!”
“Yes, Sir!” The henchpony saluted with his other hoof, and went back to tugging Cum-Drum’s cock with the other. “Mmmmmm… C’mon, little guy~” he purred in a surprisingly tender voice through his facemask, all while staring up at him through mascara-coated eyes. “If you give me the next turn at your ass, I’ll let you shoot really hard~”
The unicorn looked up to see Cum-Drum’s claws in the rope-bondage, and the approving thumbs-up he gave in response. He seemed to be smiling quite happily behind his mask when he said, “It’s a deal then~”
With that, the unicorn went back to diddling with Cum-Drum’s little cock, joining the others when it came to tantalizing the slut from all possible ends. Big-Scale’s fat cock was sliding back and forth between Cum-Drum’s lips, causing the bulge in his throat to move up and down his aching gullet. Meanwhile, the pegasus riding him from behind was quickly getting into a rhythm of his own, pistoning his hips well enough to begin working his horsecock in and out of that eager little hole. Cum-Drum was looking more than a little overwhelmed in that moment, but his eyes could be seen rolling back in absolute pleasure behind his black mask. “Mmmmmphhhhhh~”
Cum-Drum wasn’t sure how long he spent between all those burly, sweaty dudes, but his ears twitched when he finally heard the door behind him reopening. That Earth pony finally returned with more of Big-Scale’s crew, all of them wearing the same battle-vests and facemasks he was wearing. Cum-Drum overheard him shout out, “See?! I wasn’t lyin’, was I?~”
“Mmmphhh~ Get in line!” Big-Scale’s grin became much more treacherous as more of his glistening fangs were exposed under the comic’s limited lighting. Cum-Drum couldn’t see the sinister gleam in the villain’s eyes (or perhaps more importantly, the fact that his eyes were glowing a shade of yellow Spike did not draw in himself), but he could certainly hear his voice getting more possessive and… very dragon-like…
“Get a GOOOOOD look at this so-called ‘Hero’ boys… Because it seems that he’d rather be doing this as ‘Cum-Drum’ than his previous role with the precious Power Ponies~”
“Mmmphh~ Fuck, his ass feels great, guys!” The pegasus ramming Cum-Drum’s tailhole didn’t turn his head to see his cronies’ stunned expressions, but he still sang the slut’s praises without stopping his thrusts. “Aahhh~ Oh shit, he’s clenching…”
The little dragon was doing more than that, as he kept pushing his fat ass back against the pegasus’ hips to make each thrust more hard-hitting. Meanwhile, his head was trying its best to move back and forth down Big-Scale’s shaft, despite how thick and girthy that member looked crammed between his drooling lips. The opposing thrusts from two different pairs of hips caused the little hero’s body to be constantly rocking against his ropes, dangling precariously off the ground while that second pony kept rubbing him so sensually.
“Mmmffff~ C’mon, shoot for us, kid!” The unicorn was able to angle his hoof well enough against Cum-Drum’s cock, jerking it relentlessly and causing the hero to quiver in his restraints. The other henchponies could only watch in growing interest as the former sidekick held up zero resistance, allowing himself to be taken by three guys at once like it was nothing. Of course, all that constant stimulation was enough to make Cum-Drum’s hips convulse wildly against the unicorn’s hoof, before his eyes clenched shut with a muffled groan around Big-Scale’s girth.
“MMMPHHH!!~” As he squirmed hotly in his ropes, all four of Cum-Drum’s limbs tensed up at the same time when he came hard against the henchpony’s hoof. He could hear several guys reacting all at once, which made his eyes shut tighter while riding those titillating waves of pleasure. He felt like he was hit with a sudden electrical surge, causing his member to twitch uncontrollably and shoot several ropes of cum far past the unicorn. Judging by the surprised “Oohs” and whistles he overheard from the goons behind him, Cum-Drum could only guess that his load shot out at least a couple yards. “Mmmmmghhhhh…”
“Hey Boss, you wanted his ass next, or can I get a load in after he’s done?~” The unicorn motioned to the pegasus still thrusting into Cum-Drum’s tight ass, although his tight grimace made it appear he wasn’t going to last for much longer. “I mean, if you don’t want sloppy thirds, I’m not agai--”
“AaaaaAAAAHHHHH!!!~” The pegasus interrupted his brethren’s rambling with a hoarse cry, just as his hips faltered against the dragon’s voluptuous backside. As those scaly cheeks rippled hard from the stallion’s ball-smacking thrusts, Cum-Drum wailed out deeply around Big-Scale’s cock with a shrill gurgle. The last of his own load was dribbling out from his still-twitching cock, but the massive bulge of the pegasus’ cockhead could be seen swelling out tremendously through the hero’s torso. As each thick, heavy load of the stallion’s cum erupted out, flooding Cum-Drum’s ass with an obscene amount of henchpony spunk, the sheer volume expansion was enough to bulge out the dragon’s stomach even more. In addition, a sizable amount of cum also leaked out from around the pegasus, tricking down Cum-Drum’s legs as he kept thrusting. “Nnnghh!! NNNGHH!! Mmmmpphhhhhh~”
Even after finishing such an intense rutting in front of an audience of his peers, the pegasus refused to take off his facemask after finishing. Instead, the stallion slumped against Cum-Drum’s back for a moment, groaning as he throbbed deep inside of him to push out whatever he had left. He may have been the first stallion to rail him, but he certainly left an impact as the hero’s legs were dripping with horsecum. And when he finally slipped out with a sharp grunt, causing Cum-Drum to squirm as he was emptied out and left with a massive leaking gape, Big-Scale decided to do the same as he finally pulled out of his mouth.
“GUUUUUHHHHH!!!~” It was fortunate that dragons had such profound lung-capacities, since Cum-Drum was still smiling wide after such a brutal face-fucking. As several strings of saliva connected his lips to that still-twitching cock, Cum-Drum kept his mouth wide-open when the villain tightened the grip of the back of his head. Meanwhile, one of Big-Scale’s claws went back to gripping his shaft, using all that saliva as lube as he furiously stroked his scaley hog. Cum-Drum instantly knew what he wanted, and he made sure to open his mouth wide with an inviting smile as he stuck out his tongue. “Aaaaahhhhhh~”
“Yeah, you look like someone who wants it on his face~” Since he was no longer hogging the slut’s mouth, Big-Scale motioned towards the others to join him while he stroked himself with his cock pointed right at that open maw. The unicorn from earlier took that moment to pounce on the dragon’s back, not minding the mess at all as he got his throbbing cock in position. Not even asking permission first, the second henchpony began his work after dragging his flaring head up one of Cum-Drum’s legs, picking up just enough of the last guy’s load to serve as lubrication before prodding that gape under his tail.
“AAAHHHH!!~” Cum-Drum let out a deep and slutty moan, relishing that second cock making use of his hole while everypony else was still watching. He couldn’t turn his head while it was caught in Big-Scale’s grip, but he was able to move his eyes well enough to glance back at them and perk his brows. “Nnnnfffff… C… C-Come on, guys~ Aaahhh!”
A sharp squeeze made the hero look back at that meaty cock inching closer towards his open mouth. Thin strings of precum were oozing from the tip while it pulsated hard in Big-Scale’s grip, all while he kept stroking at a furious rate. “Either join in or get in line! I want to ruin this slut before morning! Oh, and before I forget…”
Big-Scale looked over at the first stallion who had finished, who was wiping his spent cock with a couple of paper towels. “Hey, YOU! Go to the electronics room and get the video cameras! The GOOD ones! And the blank film-reels we stole from the news station last month!”
The pegasus gasped with an elated look, and nodded excitedly. “OOH! Already ahead of you, Boss! Should I get the regular cameras too?~”
“YES…” The larger dragon nodded with a maniacal flash of his eyes, loving the prospect laid out before them. “Yes, get them all… And also the broadcasting antennas~”
“Aaaahhhh!!~” The unicorn moaned through his mask the moment he penetrated Cum-Drum, even though the last guy had helped to stretch him out remarkably well. Still, the little dragon proved to be more than tight enough for the henchpony’s benefit, especially when he clenched hard around that new shaft like a loving hug of approval. The masked pony shuddered hard against Cum-Drum’s backside, not noticing when one of his fellow cronies sheepishly came up closer behind him. Before he knew it, the pony was keeping his eyes shut and starting to thrust like mad, grunting between his rapid pants. “Nnnfff!! Hah, hah, hah…”
“Aaahhhh!!~” Cum-Drum stuck out his tongue even more lewdly, and his eyelids fluttered when he saw a couple of stallions coming up beside their grinning Boss. Before he knew it, he found himself facing at least four different cocks all pointing at his blushing face. Big-Scale was able to keep a steady grip on the slut’s head, even while Cum-Drum’s body was being yanked back and forth against the ropes by the unicorn’s thrusts. Meanwhile, a few of the other ponies were standing bipedally with enamored grins on their masked faces, and were already hard enough to start joining in on the impromptu circle-jerk.
“HAH!! Ooooohhhh… Here we go~” Big-Scale grunted a couple times, and his muzzle tightened up as he kept his composure alongside his subordinates. Still, the clothed dragon was able to unload several thick, milky ropes from his cock without even the slightest bend of his knees. Spurt after spurt of his knotted cock erupted with beautiful artistic vision by the Enchanted Comic’s confines, with very well-detailed strings of the gooey strands aimed right for the slut’s mouth. Cum-Drum moaned out the instant he felt that first string landing inside of his mouth, followed by another that hit his outstretched tongue.
“AAAHHHH!!~” If he was able to use his claws, he would’ve tried reaching out to help jerk off the other cocks still pointed at his face. Fortunately, even while Big-Scale continued to drape the little dragon with numerous strands of his gooey load, the other henchponies were getting antsy while squirming in heated pleasure. By this point, Cum-Drum had to wonder whether his earlier application of pheromones on his outfit had worked at all, or if they worked a little too well. Either way, it was clear that all the guys were getting worked up seeing the former Hum-Drum getting his masked face absolutely drenched in Big-Scale’s equally Big Bukkake.
“Hmph~ How’s that, Cum-Drum? That feel better than hanging around those prissy ‘Power Ponies’ above ground?~” Big-Scale leaned his hips in while grinning wide, watching as the freshly-glazed Cum-Drum reached out to lick the strands still leaking from his cocktip. Around that same time, the Pegasus who left earlier had returned once more, his cock visibly rock-hard once more. He had a thick pair of saddlebags hanging off his back, with all the pockets overfilled with various wires and electronic devices. He also had a couple bulky-looking video-cameras hanging from his straining wings, which were thankfully hoisted off of him with a couple henchponies’ magical auras.
“If you’re not using your cock on this slut, help him get those cameras set up! NOW!” Big-Scale grinned wide when he finally stepped away, his cock still hanging out of the open fly of his trousers semi-flaccid and freshly-cleaned. He watched as three of the henchponies circled around Cum-Drum’s head, still jerking their cocks furiously towards his moaning face. Meanwhile, the unicorn was clenching his eyes and thrusting erratically into his ass, only lasting a minute or two before letting loose.
“Nnnnghhh!! NNNGHHH!!~” The second henchpony of the night unloaded inside of Cum-Drum’s ass, which made the slut’s torso swell out even more from the volume-expansion. The stallion couldn’t stop thrusting through that hungry hole, even as he kept throbbing to unload the last of his foal-batter. By the time he was finally sated, he could only catch his breath for a moment while hanging against the hero’s bound backside. Of course, that was before somepony cleared their throat rather loudly a couple feet behind them.
“A’hem! Y’all done yet?!”
The unicorn and Cum-Drum both turned their heads for a second, both of them gasping at the same time. No fewer than four masked henchmen were standing behind them in a visible line, which was leading out the open doorway towards the hallway; another head wearing a facemask poked in for a moment, revealing that there were at least five wanting a go with Cum-Drum’s ass. The unicorn winced in disappointment, already telling he would need to wait a while before he got another turn. Meanwhile, Cum-Drum just beamed excitedly before a strong aura of magic gripped the back of his head; he was pulled back forward, facing those three horsecocks right as one of the flaring heads swelled out with several visible pulsations.
“Aaaahhh!!~” Another sharp moan belted out of Cum-Drum’s mouth when the unicorn finally pulled out, leaving an even more gaped and cum-drooling hole than before. It wasn’t enough to faze the next stallion from mounting the dragon from behind, eager enough to ram his cock straight through in less than a few seconds. Meanwhile, Cum-Drum was too enamored with the cocks throbbing in front of him to mind when he was being yanked in his ropes again.
“Aaaahhhh!!~”
“MMMNNNGHHH!!~”
“Yeah, TAKE IT, BITCH!!~”
The three masked ponies standing over him reached climax at around the same time, which meant that three different cocks were all shooting in unison for the lucky little “unlucky” hero. Cum-Drum’s cock twitched hard enough to nearly reach a secondary climax, and his eyes rolled back as he felt that torrent of warm jizz raining down over his face. The mask did nothing, and was merely just a good visual contrast to the numerous white strands that littered his cheeks and open mouth. It was fortunate that the three managed to start cumming at the same time, since the first of the video cameras was already running with a red light shining at the top of the device.
“Fuck yeah, we got that on film!~” Another unicorn holding the camera pumped a free hoof while grinning behind his mask. He made sure to zoom in on Cum-Drum’s face, showing just how many loads were shooting right into that drooling maw. “Mmmmm… Jeeze, what a skank~”
Cum-Drum reopened his eyes just long enough to look over at that camera lens, and he grinned with a slight nod in response to that attempted jab. He didn’t care that the camera was recording him; in fact, the fact that cameras were here at all didn’t faze him, despite the fact that he never drew those, nor were they present in this storyline anywhere. He also didn’t seem to notice how that ominous glow in Big-Scale’s eyes was becoming more prevalent, especially when he stared directly at the camera lens during its live broadcast.
“ATTENTION, CITIZENS OF MARETROPOLIS…” While Cum-Drum was getting himself bukkaked and fucked like crazy in the foreground, Big-Scale stood in the background with his arms crossed over his chest. His thick draconic cock was standing thick and rigid once again, rearing for another go while pointed over at the bound slut. Cum-Drum was lost in a cock-hungry frenzy, especially when another pony rushed up with a whiny groan. He lunged in and grabbed Cum-Drum by both hooves, standing on his hind-legs so he could thrust cock-first into his cum-filled mouth. Despite the brief interruption caused by the henchpony’s nasley whine, Big-Scale didn’t mind one bit since it gave another alluring visual for his broadcast.
“AS YOU CAN SEE, YOUR PRECIOUS HUM-DRUM IS NOW AT THE MERCY OF ME AND MY CREW! AND IF YOU EVER WANT HIM TO ESCAPE THIS COMIC…”
Cum-Drum rolled his eyes back and relaxed his throat, not listening to the villain’s boring monologue while that thick, veiny horsecock was pistoning in and out of his throat. He just continued to let that meaty shaft slide up and down his lips, even as Big-Scale took up more of the page.
“THEN YOU BETTER RETRIEVE THE POWER PONIES TO SAVE SPIKE, OR ELSE HE WILL NEVER ESCAPE!
“GET THEM, QUIBBLE PANTS!”
“AAAAHHHHHH!!!”
Quibble Pants fell out of his seat, tossing the comic book out of his hooves like it was about to infect him. The enchanted comic fell closed on the floor, while the pony crawled away from it on his back. He was panting heavily with his eyes wide-open in terror, and his erection dissipating very quickly. His eyes darted around with a horrified look, before looking back at that comic on the ground.
“... oh no…” Quibble shook his head, but his panicked look didn’t change the longer he found himself in the room alone. By himself. Without Spike. “... Oh no… Oh no, oh no, oh NO!”
The stallion frantically pulled himself up from the floor, and he nearly rushed out of the library before skidding under his hooves. After rushing back to pick up the comic, he grabbed both of their bags and ran like a Bat out of Tartarus out of the castle. The book was tightly clenched in his teeth while he continued shouting to himself. “Oh thit! Oh thit! Oh THIT!”
Quibble Pants had no idea what to do, but he knew he couldn’t leave Spike alone inside a comic book that literally taunted him directly. But alas, if he had any hope to save the dragon, he knew he needed help. Heck, Big-Scale said it himself! And if he recalled what Spike said about his previous experience inside an Enchanted Comic, there was only one thing he could do: Rush out the Everfree Forest as fast as he could, get to the Castle of Friendship, and hope more than anything that he could get in contact with Twilight Sparkle…
Will Cum-Drum be able to escape Big-Scale’s villainous plans?
Heck, does he even realize that something went wrong?
And will the Power Ponies be able to save their promiscuous friend from phallic peril?~
To be Continued…
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