Twilight's Harem

Princess Twilight's Harem
A Camp Interlude - First
by Jonathan “KnightMysterio” Spires

All characters not my own copyrighted to Hasbro and used for non-profit amusement reasons. The story as a whole contains NSFW content and should not be read by minors, although the Camp Interludes will NOT have any sex in them. In short, sex both implied and otherwise is taking place here. Takes place at the same time as Chapter 3

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Campgrounds...
Morning...
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Spike yawned as he woke up, surprising himself with how early it was he actually did get up. He looked at the clock, amazed at the early hour. He chuckled to himself.

“Well, when you finally start getting some respect,” he said softly, yawning again, “I guess you do sleep well.”

Things had gone right for Spike the moment the little purple dragon had stepped off the train and got to camp. The counselors had noticed his birthday and realized he was the oldest one there. After explaining that he was a 'baby' only in dragon terms and actually just a few years younger than Twilight, he had been made a supervisor for the other foals, all from Ponyville (save for Babs Seed, who had lucked out and gotten assigned to the group the Crusaders were in), one group of colts and another of fillies. On top of that, he had learned from his mistakes during his disastrous pet-sitting attempt and had first made friends with the colts he was boarding with, Snip, Snails, Rumble, Featherweight, and Pipsqueak.

“C'mon guys,” Spike said loudly, startling the colts awake. “Let's go! We gotta get ready for the morning exercises and our first lecture.”

“Don' wanna,” Snails muttered sleepily. “Too early...”

Pipsqueak chuckled. “Buck up, chap,” he said, yawning. “We signed up for this, we might as well have a go at it.”

“That's right,” Spike said cheerfully. “We got a big day ahead of us of actually fun learning, so let's go!”

“We could do without the cheerfulness,” Snips muttered, the chubby colt stretching as he pulled out of bed. “And I'm not sure how learning can actually be fun.”

“Miss Cheerilee kinda makes it fun,” Rumble protested.

Snips rolled his eyes. “I got nothing against Miss Cheerilee. I like Miss Cheerilee. She's nice to me even when Snails and I goof up on something.”

“Like bringing that Ursa Minor to Ponyville?” Spike teased, Pipsqueak, Rumble, and Featherweight giggling.

Snails groaned softly. “We're never gonna hear the end of that, are we?” the lanky colt muttered.

Snips rolled his eyes. “Anyway. I got nothing against Miss Cheerilee, it's just that her lessons just come off as boring at times. Especially math. The only reason Snails and I even came was because we're curious.”

Spike shook his head. “Give this place a chance,” he said. “It could be fun!”

“Yeah, well, we'll see,” Snips said noncommittally. He yawned and stretched, he and the other colts heading for the bathroom to clean up.

Spike chuckled. His scales were naturally clean, so he only needed to bathe once in a while. He pulled out a gem from his pack and went outside to eat it, casually crunching the large sapphire as he looked around at the forest surrounding the campsite.

He sighed contentedly. This was a good decision, he knew it.

As he waited outside for the colts to get ready, he noticed a group of four familiar fillies heading towards him. He grinned. “Hey girls,” he said, waving to the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

The fillies grinned and ran towards him. Babs Seed grabbed Spike in a headlock and gave him a playful noogie.

“'ey, how's my favorite dragon doin'?” she said. At the last Apple Family Reunion, Apple Bloom had given her a real tour of the town, Babs and Spike hitting it off well.

“Better than you,” Spike teased playfully. “You still sound like you gargle gravel every morning.”

“Better than having the worst breath ever,” Babs teased right back, waving her forehoof in front of her face. “Two words, little guy: breath mint.”

Fillies and dragon shared some amused laughter. Babs grinned. “All right, all right. Really, though, I'm doin' great. The Manehattan Crusaders are really comin' together. One of our members finally found her Cutie Mark!”

“Which puts them ahead of us,” Scootaloo said, shaking her head in amused fashion.

Spike grinned. “That's great! I knew you were having trouble getting things together before, but one of your members has their mark already? Awesome!”

Babs nodded, smiling widely. “I'll show you the pictures later,” she said.

Apple Bloom stepped forward. “We did kinda have a question for you...” she said, her hesitation clear.

Spike sat down again, munching his sapphire. “Well, I don't know how much I'll be able to help, but go ahead.”

“What's a harem?” Sweetie Belle asked.

Spike promptly choked on his sapphire. “...Just where did you hear a word like that?”

“Rarity's been muttering it off and on the past few days,” Sweetie Belle said.

“Rainbow Dash and Applejack too,” Scootaloo said.

Spike looked to Babs, as if to plead for aid. Babs shook her head. “Sorry. I'm kinda curious about what it means too...”

Help me! Spike thought in a squeaky voice that wouldn't be out of place in a movie involving mad science and flies. Help me!

The three Cutie Mark Crusaders and the leader of their Manehattan branch stared expectantly at Spike, patiently waiting for an answer.

“Well... a harem is...” Spike stammered, praying to every Celestia, Luna, Discord, Cadence, Twilight, Slendermane, the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and any other vaguely deity-like being he could think of for a way to avoid answering this question.

“Oh my GAWSH,” came a rancidly familiar voice. “You DWEEBS don't know what harem is?”

“Oh no...” Scootaloo groaned. She and the other fillies turned and spotted the last two foals they wanted to see, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, heading towards them.

Never thought I'd actually be GLAD for those two jerks to show up, Spike thought, sighing with relief.

Diamond Tiara shook her head. “What kinda sheltered life do you Blankflanks lead that you don't know what a harem is? You'd think at least Babble Butt Seed there would have heard of it.”

“HOKAY, that's it,” Babs said, her accent getting thicker in her anger. “Time for somepony ta make a donation to da Flutterpony Tooth Collection Division.” She started towards Diamond, the society filly eeping and stepping back, but Sweetie Belle grabbed Babs with a light flare of magic, pulling her back.

“She's not worth it,” Sweetie Belle said.

“Worth more than you,” Silver Spoon snarked. She then turned to Diamond Tiara, looking a little embarrassed. “Truth be told, though, Ti... I don't know what it means either.”

Diamond Tiara looked legitimately surprised. “...Seriously? Am I, like, the only one who's parents were straightforward with them about it?”

“Dunno about mah folks,” Apple Bloom said, shrugging. “They died in a farmin' accident a little after ah was born.”

It was a rare moment, but there were times when Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon recognized the Line and recognized the fact that they probably shouldn't cross it.

“Sorry,” Silver Spoon said, giving Apple Bloom a sympathetic look. The other Crusaders hugged Apple Bloom, knowing about this already. Diamond Tiara coughed, deciding to just move on.

“Anyway,” she said. “I walked in on my folks doin' what they called the 'making baby act.'” She scoffed. “I got one of the servants to tell me a less stupid term later. Sex. They were having sex, and that makes babies.”

“What does that have to do with harems?” Scootaloo said, glaring at him, although everypony there, Spike included, was a little shocked that Diamond Tiara knew about such things.

“I'm getting to that, no comments from the peanut gallery,” Diamond Tiara said, sneering at her and earning a growl from the pegasus. “Anyway, they told me that while sex does make babies, sometimes folks can do it just for fun, because if done right between two consenting adults, it feels really good. It doesn't have to be a mare and a stallion either, two stallions and two mares can do a version of it too. They said I'm not allowed to do any of it until I become an adult, though.” She huffed, as if this were a great insult to her. “Anyway, I got this from one of the servants: a harem is when a bunch of ponies are all the marefriend or coltfriend of one pony, who owns them like property and can do whatever sorta sex thing they want to them.”

“...Your folks and servants are surprisingly open with you about all this,” Silver Spoon said.

Diamond Tiara smirked. “Hey, I'm a mare of the world, and a future leader to boot. You think I got this Cutie Mark just for wearing my tiara?”

Spike, Babs, Sweetie, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Silver Spoon just grinned nervously.

“All of you can just drop dead,” Diamond Tiara said, scowling.

Sweetie Belle, wanting to QUICKLY change the subject, frowned. “Who'd wanna be owned by somepony?”

“There's rules, limits on it,” Spike said, jumping in to explain without realizing what he was doing. “You can't mistreat or hurt your harem slaves unless the pain is part of some sort of sex game, the pony becoming a slave has to agree to it one hundred percent, and you're only allowed to own a slave for a year. After that, the slaves are allowed to leave the harem or stay on as long as he or she wants. Twilight's building a harem right now because of some stupid rules the nobles found.” He slapped his hand over his mouth, cursing himself for explaining the one subject he REALLY wanted to avoid.

“...there are sex games?” Scootaloo said after a long moment.

“This is kinda weird...” Apple Bloom said.

“I still don't know who'd wanna be owned...” Sweetie Belle said, frowning.

Babs chuckled. “Well, considering it's a Princess that's makin' the harem, I guess there'd be a lot of ponyfolk that would want to be a harem member.”

Scootaloo thought about it for a moment and chuckled. “Yeah, that's true. Name me one pony who doesn't have a crush on any of the Princesses and I'll show you a liar.”

The Crusaders all giggled at the thought. Meanwhile, Silver Spoon had a thought of her own, which she quickly whispered to Diamond Tiara. The pink filly grinned. “Silver, you're brilliant,” she said softly. Silver Spoon beamed at the rarely given praise. Spike stared at them worriedly as the two started to approach him with seductive grins.

“Oooh Lord Spike...” Diamond Tiara cooed. “We were wondering if you'd like a harem of your own.”

Silver Spoon tittered, the two fillies nuzzling up to him. “After all. If the Princess can have a harem, why not her Personal Aide?”

Spike froze. EEP!! he thought. How in the world did THIS happen ?! Part of Spike realized that the two of them were just wanting to use him to elevate their social status. After all, having their families connected to a Princess, even if just through her Personal Aide, would be a great boost for them. But mostly, all he could think about was two fillies wanted to be his harem girls, and that he was JUST large enough to make a very lovely dragonskin saddlebag for Diamond Tiara's mother after she had him skinned for 'seducing' her daughter. Maybe Rarity would be commissioned to designed it. Mmm, Rarity. NO!! Bad brain! Focus on trying to convince these two nutbars to drop this plan...

“HEY!” Apple Bloom shouted. “What are you doin' t'poor Spike?!”

Diamond Tiara smirked. “Why, isn't it obvious? we're joining Lord Spike's harem!”

“What,” Spike said, still frozen.

Apple Bloom huffed. “Oh, no ya don't! If you're gonna be Spike's... err, Lord Spike's harem fillies, then we are too!”

Sweetie Belle blinked. “We are?” she, Scootaloo, and Babs asked.

“You really wanna leave Spike to these two?” Apple Bloom said.

“Definitely not,” Scootaloo said, cozying up to Spike the way Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were. Sweetie Belle was the last to join, still looking uncertain.

Spike, for his part, was having a few problems getting his brain to register all this nonsense. The awkward cuddling and cooing of the six fillies up against him eventually degenerated into a tugging match between Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara, with Spike himself at the rope.

Finally, Spike had taken more than his limit. “ENOUGH!” he roared, startling all six fillies into falling over. He snorted. “I am the dragon here! ME! I'm not the treasure to be fought over! I collect the treasure! And right now, that's you six!”

“...So you accept us as your harem, Lord Spike?” Diamond Tiara purred. Checkmate.

Spike snorted, anger overriding the logical part of his brain (which sounded oddly like Twilight). “That's right. But if you're gonna do them, then I want you and Apple Bloom to get along.”

Diamond Tiara blinked, having not considered this. “Wait a minute...”

Apple Bloom frowned. “You can't expect me to...”

“WHO is the master here?” Spike snarled, folding his arms and doing his best to look imposing.

“You are...” both Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara muttered.

“That's right,” Spike said, pulling a pair of sunglasses out of nowhere and putting them on. “Now, both of you kiss and make out.”

Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara glared at each other. Apple Bloom was the first to give up, sighing and going over to kiss Diamond Tiara on the cheek.

Spike's eyes narrowed. “I said kiss and make out. Like you were marefriends,” he said. The two blushed brightly, the other four fillies staring at him in shock. “DO IT.”

Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara stared at each other, blushing brightly. They both gulped, not sure how to proceed. Finally, after a long moment, Diamond Tiara sighed and took the initiative. “Just... follow my lead,” the regal filly said, wrapping her forelegs around the farmpony and pulling her in for a deep, passionate kiss.

“Whu...” Apple Bloom started to say, feeling Diamond Tiara's tongue press into her mouth. Reacting almost on instinct, Apple Bloom responded in kind, her own tongue pressing past Diamond Tiara's. She tasted the faint essence of lilacs on her rival's tongue as the two embraced, gently caressing each other with their hooves.

Not surprising she tastes like apples, Diamond Tiara thought. But why am I enjoying this so much?

Dangit, Apple Bloom thought. Ah'm bein' kissed by Diamond Tiara! Why am ah enjoyin' it? It's makin' me feel good in places ah don't think ah should be thinking about fer a few years yet...

The kiss was a clumsy effort from both of them, but when they parted, both of them were flushed and unable to speak.

“...Well,” Diamond Tiara said softly, her voice husky, “at least we know you can kiss.”

Apple Bloom nodded. “You too...” she said softly.

The other four fillies just stared at the scene, their jaws dropped. Scootaloo's wings were standing fully erect, the pegasus filly unaware of her current predicament.

Spike nodded, satisfied. “Good. Both of you back to your barracks and get ready for the day. And don't forget: you're mine now, and I want you all to get along. All right?”

The Crusaders and the Ponyville Snobs just nodded, slowly walking away, Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara unable to stop staring at each other for a long moment as they left. Once they were all out of eyeshot, Spike huffed and nodded, starting to head back to his own cabin.

It was approximately right then that what just happened fully sank in.

He gagged. “Forget their families,” he said, throwing the sunglasses away, “TWILIGHT is gonna kill me...”

TO BE CONTINUED...