Chapter VI: Dual Fires

Spike raced through the streets of Ponyville as fast as his tiny legs would carry him- he kept his head down, praying to whatever higher power that was listening to not cross paths with any of his friends. Whatever had been listening must have smiled on him, as he made it to the Carousel Boutique without incident. He pounded on the front door, ignoring the "Closed" sign hanging in the window; after a moment, he heard hoofsteps approaching the door. "I'm sorry, but we're closed for today," he heard Rarity say. The door slowly opened. "If you need a scarf, then you'll have to go-" Her eyes fell on the young dragon. "Oh, Spike. I didn't think you'd make it today. Come in." She stepped aside to let him in.

"Thanks." Spike began to undress. "So, what are we working on today?" The calm of his voice belied the nervousness he felt.

For some reason, Rarity's stomach began to flutter when her eyes met his. "Oh, nothing too major- just scarves is all." Rarity began to search around for her glasses, driving away the fluttering. "Oh, and before I forget, Applejack will be stopping by later to help clean me up the storeroom. You'll be a dear and lend us a hoof, won't you?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Marvelous. Now, could you please fetch that roll of fabric over in that corner, darling? The blue one?"

"No problem." Spike had hoped that working with Rarity would take his mind off his troubles. Unfortunately, he was wrong. He quickly realized he was only delaying the inevitable- when the day was over, he would have to go back and face Fluttershy, and there was no telling what shape she might be in. As he wandered to and fro around the boutique, fetching this, holding up that, his mind worked feverishly to come up with a solution to his problems. In that time, he never noticed the way Rarity would look at him… he never noticed the hunger building in her eyes.

Okay, I just need to calm down, Spike thought to himself as he rearranged shelves laden with spools. Fluttershy said what happened would be a secret… but what if she gets upset and tells somepony? But, it's Fluttershy- she wouldn't do that… would she? And what if the Princess finds out? She'll get so mad at Fluttershy that she might banish her! Or put her in jail! Or banish her and then put her in jail wherever she's banished to! N-No, I can't let that happen- Fluttershy wouldn't last five minutes in jail! Oh, what am I gonna do?

Spike then had an idea. There was no way he could let Fluttershy be sent to jail, so he'd take the fall in her place. He'd just go up to Rarity right now, tell her what happened, say he coerced Fluttershy into it, and let her handle things from there. Okay, so it wasn't the greatest plan in the world, but at least it was something. He continued to fiddle with the spools for a few moments as he worked up the nerve to carry out his plan, when Rarity suddenly said, "Spike, would you mind coming over here for a moment?"

He nearly jumped. Wishing he could have had more time, he replied, "…okay." He approached Rarity's worktable and asked, "What is it?"

For a few moments, Rarity did not reply, and merely looked over the worktable. Then, with a sigh, she took a foreleg and brushed all her materials aside. "Spike…" she began.

"What is it?" He had a sinking feeling that something wasn't right with Rarity.

Again, several moments passed before she replied. "Spike… I know that you just slept with Fluttershy."

His jaw dropped. "H…How did you know?"

"Darling, you stink of sex." Rarity did have a point. Spike merely wiped himself down before leaving Fluttershy's house-she was surprised that he hadn't pointed this out to him earlier. "Uh," Spike began, "it… it was my idea. She didn't want to, but I talked her into it. So if you're gonna punish anyone, you should punish me."

"So, you managed to seduce Fluttershy, did you?" Rarity left her table, and began to circle around the young dragon. "I never thought she would ever work up the courage to take 'a roll in the hay,' if you get my meaning. And I never would've dreamed that you would be the one to catch her. But don't worry- your secret's safe with me… so long as you do one small favor for me."

"Uh, what kind of fav- Aaaahhhmmmph!" At that moment, Rarity suddenly swept Spike up in her forelegs, dropped him onto the table, and kissed him firmly. His struggling quickly died away almost immediately, and he put his hands on her muzzle and kissed back. To his disappointment, she pulled away, putting a hoof on his chest to hold him down. "I want you," she said. "I want you more than I've ever wanted anypony in my entire life. I want you to take me, right here, right now."

Spike could only stare up at the white unicorn. His mouth was working, but words failed him. No, you can't let this happen again, a voice in his head told him. You have to put a stop to this, now! Spike put his claws on Rarity's hoof and tried to push it away. "Rarity, wait," he said. "We can't do this."

"Of course we can. I'm a mare, you're a boy dragon… I'm sure we could work something out."

Spike pushed with all his strength, but Rarity's hoof wouldn't budge. "That isn't what I meant. What if somepony finds out like they did about me and Twilight?"

"Nopony will ever find out, dear. I'm done whistleblowing."

Her words came like a kick to the face. "What did you just say?"

Rarity's eyes widened and she clopped her hooves over her mouth, as though that would somehow take back what she had just said. But her reaction only confirmed what Spike now suspected. He jumped down from the table and advanced on her- in spite of their difference in size, Rarity retreated, until she was backed into a corner. "It… it was you?" Spike asked in disbelief. "You told the Princess about me and Twilight?"

There was no way out, in more ways than one. Rarity hung her head and whispered in reply "…yes."

Spike merely stared at the fashionista in shock. "…Why did you do it?" When she didn't answer, he exploded in rage. "Why did you do it?" Smoke began to billow from Spike's nostrils.

Rarity stammered in the wake of the baby dragon's outburst. "It was… I-I…" She quickly realized lying wasn't going to help her. She couldn't look at Spike as she answered. "…I was jealous. There, I said it."

"You… you what?" Sparks shot out of Spike's mouth with every word. "You spied on us, you told the others, you told the Princess, you had me taken away from Twilight… just because you were jealous?"

Spike's anger made Rarity feel very, very small. "…yes. I was jealous of the attention you were giving Twilight." She then stammered, "B-But I never meant for all this to happen! I thought that the Princess would only lecture you two! I didn't think she'd have you taken away!"

Spike crossed his arms over his chest and snorted. "You were jealous of Twilight? You, who could have any stallion in all of Equestria?" The sparks had ceased, but smoke continued to rise from his nose.

"But I don't want just any stallion!" Rarity cried in despair. "I don't even want a pony! I want… I want you, Spike. You have no idea how much your compliments mean to a…" She looked down, her voice dropping an octave. "…to an old nag like me." She looked up at him again. "Who made it a rule that only young ponies can have any fun?"

Spike's anger slowly ebbed away, to be replaced with another feeling- pity. He wanted to be angry with Rarity, he really did… but one look into her eyes was all it took for that anger to evaporate into nothingness. The situation wasn't helped when Rarity asked pitifully, "Well, don't you want me too?" He would have been lying if he said he didn't want her. But after everything she had done, he wasn't just about to throw himself at her. So with a heavy heart, he took a deep breath and replied, "No."

"N-No? But Spike, I-"

"Rarity, everything that's happened over the last couple days… well, it was because of you. So now, you need to own up." He paused for a moment to think. "Put your hooves up on that table."

Rarity walked up to her worktable and put her forelegs on it. "Now stick out your rump." She complied with a wiggle and a flick of her tail, but Spike spent no time admiring the fashionista's rear- not while there was work to be done. Now that Rarity was in place, he reached back a claw, and smacked her rump with all the strength he could muster.

"Eep!" Rarity squirmed in pain, an angry red mark appearing where his hand had met her flank. But he wasn't done yet. He reached back and smacked her rump again, leaving another red mark and eliciting another pained cry. Spike took no pleasure in doing what he needed to do… or so he told himself. But he couldn't lie; every one of Rarity's cries of pain caused a pleasurable twinge between his legs. He wondered if there was something wrong with him for taking pleasure in another pony's pain.

Minute after torturous minute passed as Spike spanked the white unicorn; when he finally lowered his stinging hand, Rarity's entire rump was as red as an apple. "Please," she sobbed. "…no more. No more! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I know that I can never make up for what I did, but please have mercy! Please!"

Spike walked alongside the unicorn before putting a claw under her chin, turning her face toward his. He asked, "Are you ready?" Rarity squeezed her eyes shut, a mere whimper serving as her reply. They shot open when Spike planted a soft kiss on her lips. But just as soon as it had come, Spike pulled back. "Now, do you think you've learned your lesson?"

"Spike I… after everything I've done, I think there's much more in order for me than just a spanking!"

"I'm not asking you to make anything up to me. I'm asking if you think you've learned your lesson."

She lowered her head; she didn't deserve any mercy. She deserved to be punished by Spike for as long as he wanted. "…No. No I haven't."

"Well, if that's what you really think." In truth, Spike thought Rarity had suffered enough. He walked back to her flank, finally allowing himself to admire it. He ran a hand over it- it was hot to the touch. Rarity squirmed, but she bit her lip to keep any pained sounds from escaping. As he lifted her tail, he told her, "This is for calling yourself old."

Rarity squealed when Spike plunged his face between her flank-cheeks. Spike wasted no time by teasing, his tongue diving directly for her clit. A deep, satisfied moan escaped her throat as she laid her chest on the table, making no attempt to stop Spike's services- it had been far too long since a stallion… since anypony had lavished this kind of attention on her. It wasn't long before Spike's tongue started tracing a steady path upward. Although Spike had never done… that, Twilight had been generous enough to let him do some teasing, with both his claws and his mouth. Spike knew exactly what to do.

Rarity nearly shrieked when Spike's tongue flicked across her asshole. Her legs began to shake violently as it traced circles around the rim. "Hah… oh… Spike… that's perfect… oh, this is better than being eaten out… nnn… it's better than fucking…" She drove her hips back, trying to force his tongue inside of her- he got the hint, and she screamed as his tongue penetrated her, the possibility of someone overhearing not even a ghost of a thought in her mind. But all of a sudden, Rarity's legs gave out, dragging her to the floor and bringing a premature end to Spike's ministrations. At once, Spike jumped to her side and asked, "Rarity are you okay?"

She huffed in reply, "Don't… don't worry Spike… I'm just… fine…" In reality, she was better than fine. In fact, she hadn't felt quite like this since her wild years. She felt… young. Sexy. Like every stallion in Equestria… neigh, every stallion in the world was hers for the taking, and it was all thanks to the young dragon standing at her side. Rarity thought that a reward was in order for him. "Well, I'm glad to see I'm not the only one who got excited," she said, eyeing the scales between his legs where his member was just beginning to peek out. "Sit, would you kindly?"

No sooner had he sat down that Rarity buried her muzzle between his legs. She kissed the tip of his member, and almost immediately, the rest slid into her waiting mouth. She sucked on it forcefully, running her tongue up and down its entirety, letting out a deep moan as Spike began to rub her ears. Rarity wasn't bothered by his smaller size- she had long since discovered that size wasn't necessarily an indication of skill. She was amazed- to think that a cold-blooded dragon could be so warm beneath those scales.

Spike shuddered as Rarity's tongue massaged the underside of his member- to him, it seemed as though she was feeling around for something. But then, to his disappointment, she pulled away. "Where are your balls, darling?"

His what? "My what?"

"You know, your balls." Spike simply stared at Rarity, confused. "Your… testicles?"

"Oh! Um… Twilight told me they were internal." Spike remembered the day he learned that- he'd received his first impromptu sex ed lesson from a very red-faced Twilight after he'd asked what the dangly bits between a colt's legs were (and why he didn't have them).

"They are? Pity. I guess I'll have to find some other way to make up to you. …And just so you know, I never spied on you."

"Then, how did you…"

"Little things, darling. It was the little things. …I know how a mare walks after a good rutting."

What Rarity said made Spike realize something. "You know? Then, that means…"

She nodded. "Yes. I'm sorry to tell you this Spike, but you're not my first. But I want to give you something, something I've never given to anypony else." She ran her tongue over his member for a few moments, making sure to get it nice and wet, but before Spike could really enjoy himself, she pulled away. Spike's protest died in his throat when she turned around, exposing her flank to him. "I… I want you to… to put it in my… my…" She just couldn't say that last word- having to ask that just felt so… dirty.

But Spike understood he request, and he could only stand slack-jawed, completely and utterly paralyzed. "Oh, I know it isn't much Spike, but it's all I have to give." When he didn't reply, she backed into Spike's lap; he was finally snapped back to reality when Rarity began to rub her flank against his dick. At once, he grabbed his member and positioned himself at her rear entrance. He pushed… but there was absolutely no give. He pushed harder, but still, he was denied entrance.

"Hah, slowly darling." Rarity huffed. "Start slowly."

"Wait, I thought you said you've never done this with anyone before."

"And I haven't. But that doesn't mean I can't find out about this sort of thing on my own."

Spike pushed again; this time, the tip of his member went in ever so slightly. She let out a small whinny before clopping her hooves over her mouth in shame. It was so unladylike, but she couldn't help it- it just felt too damn good. She would willingly give away all of her toys if it meant she could keep Spike to herself. As soon as that thought had come, she pushed it away- it was that sort of thinking that started this whole debacle in the first place.

Finally, after what felt like ages, Spike fully seated himself inside of Rarity. The difference was readily apparent- the ring of her asshole hugged his cock tightly, far tighter than any mouth or pussy ever could. The heat from his member seemed to fill her entire body with a pleasant warmth; Spike could beat out any of her toys any day of the week, Rarity thought. He heard her taking deep breaths through her teeth. "Rarity, are you okay? Should… should I stop?"

"No… I'm alright dear. Just remember what I told you." Spike nodded, though Rarity couldn't see it, and slowly rocked his hips; things became much easier now that he was actually inside. He was in absolute heaven- it was a million times better than he thought it could be. He wished he could have shared this moment with Twilight, but at the very least, he was glad he could share it with a pony he truly cared about. But Spike wasn't the only one having the time of his life. Rarity's tongue lolled out of her mouth as the young dragon worked his magic- she could definitely see why Twilight had been so happy for the last few weeks. She let out a much louder whinny as his member slid past one particular spot, abandoning any semblance of properness.

Much to her impatience, he stopped. She looked back. "What do you think you're doing? That was perfect! Keep going!" He complied, and Rarity let out a deep, content sigh as he resumed thrusting. But unbeknownst to her, Spike began to slide his claw over her rump, and down between her legs- she only became aware of his intent when she felt something touch her nethers. She nearly screamed- the pressure mounting inside rapidly escalated to the breaking point, far sooner than she would've liked. She squirmed, she writhed, she clamped her legs shut, she did anything she could to delay the inevitable for as long as possible. But it was all for naught.

"Oh fuck!" Rarity suddenly clenched tightly around his member and his fingers, but Spike could only gape as a long string of very unladylike profanity left her mouth. It took a few moments for her to regain her composure. "Oh, oh I'm sorry dear, but you… you're the best I've ever had. I mean it."

Spike couldn't help but blush. "…Thank you. That means a lot to me."

The lovers began tom lean in for a kiss when a knock sounded from the front door. After a moment, Applejack let herself in, calling, "Rarity I'm here! Now let's get back to that storeroom and-" Her eyes fell on Spike and Rarity. She stared at the two, eyes wide, jaw slightly agape- the two stared back, frozen in shock. "Wha… what in tarnation!" The surprise on Applejack's face was replaced with unfathomable anger. "Ah can't believe what Ah'm seein'! You tell on Twilight for sleepin' with Spike, and not two days later I walk in on you doin' the exact same thing! How much lower can ya get! I mean, how in the world can ya do somethin'… somethin' so… dirty…" A bright red blush crept across Applejack's face, and she brought a hoof up to her mouth. "Oh mah stars…"

From his position, Spike couldn't see the devious smile breaking across Rarity's face. "Oh, Applejack. You're early," she said, calmly. She would have been much more embarrassed if this sort of thing hadn't happened to her before. "I'm sorry to ask this of you Spike, but would you mind…"

He understood, and with a disappointed sigh, pulled out of Rarity and climbed off her rump. Rarity headed for the door; as she approached, Applejack stammered "J… Just what in the hay do you think you're doin'?"

"Just a little bit of stress relief. It's nice to be able to relax every once in a while." She put her hooves on Applejack's shoulders. "You feel tense, dear. Perhaps, you would like to join us?"

"W…What? I couldn't do that! What if somepony finds out?"

"Nopony would ever have to know, darling." Rarity sent Applejack's hat spinning to the floor with the flick of a hoof, eliciting a surprised "Oh!" from the earth pony. "It would be our secret: yours, mine… and Spike's."

Applejack's mouth moved, but no sound came out. "Still hesitant, are we? Don't worry; I have just the thing for you." Without warning, Rarity leaned forward and kissed the orange pony on the lips. She let out a muffled cry in surprise and tried to pull back, to be stopped when the fashionista wrapped her forelegs around her middle. Her struggling ceased, and though she didn't kiss back, she offered no resistance as Rarity's tongue probed the inside of her mouth.

Spike could only gawk at the spectacle unfolding in front of him. Now, while she may not have been as highly regarded as Twilight or Rarity or even Fluttershy, Spike had to admit that he did find Applejack attractive. She had a lovely, shiny coat; her body was muscular and athletic; she had the most beautiful green eyes he'd ever seen on a pony; he couldn't help but find her accent surprisingly alluring; and her mane was absolutely stunning, when it wasn't done up in a ponytail. And to top it off, she was kissing Rarity. And not just a peck on the lips kind of kiss, either- it was a full on make-out session. The sight of these two beautiful mares kissing would be seared into his memory until his dying days.

Rarity broke the kiss when she realized Spike was staring at them. "Oh goodness, I'm terribly sorry, Spike. Did you want to join us?"

Spike jumped when his name was called. "M-Me? Oh no, no. I uh, I wouldn't want to interrupt."

"But it would be such a shame for a handsome young dragon like you to be left out of all the fun. Wouldn't you agree, Applejack?"

The earth pony's face somehow turned even redder than it already was. "Uh, I guess so…"

Spike floated over to the two without any further prompting. As he approached, Rarity draped a foreleg around his shoulders, and her other around Applejack's. Then, she pulled both into another kiss. Kissing just one pony for the first time had been amazing; kissing two was, in a word, mind-blowing. Rarity's tongue glided effortlessly between Applejack's and Spike's- he tried, without much success, to mimic her movements. Even Applejack couldn't remain stoic, and she too mimicked Rarity's motions.

Then, ever so slowly, Rarity began to pull away from the three-way kiss. She'd already had her spot of fun, so it was only fair that she let Applejack have hers. Fortunately for her, neither Spike nor Applejack seemed to notice that a tongue had gone missing. As she watched the two's awkward kiss, she unconsciously began to slide a hoof down between her haunches. She couldn't help it- she'd learned long ago that she loved to watch other ponies be intimate, and seeing two of her closest friends rut would be a very special treat indeed.

As the kiss continued, Spike began to realize that something seemed to be missing… but he couldn't figure out what until he opened his eyes and found himself staring into Applejack's. He quickly spotted Rarity off to the side, a hoof between her rear legs. "Rarity, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Oh, don't mind me," Rarity said, still unashamedly rubbing herself with her hoof. "I was just going to let you two get… better acquainted. And don't look so worried, Applejack. You're in good hooves. Or claws, as the case may be."

Spike looked back to Applejack- saying she looked worried would have been like saying the inside of a volcano might be a little warm. "Applejack," he began, "you don't have to do this if you're not comfortable with it. We can stop right now if you want."

"It… it's okay, Spike. I'll do it."

"Alright, if that's what you want. …We'll start slow. Is that okay?"

"That's fine…" A few moments passed- then, Applejack wrapped her forelegs uncertainly around Spike's smaller body. He gave an encouraging smile, letting her know she was doing just fine- she gave a timid smile in return, before kissing him. He kissed back, and ran his fingers through her mane, pulling out her hair tie when it blocked his progress; she let out an adorable surprised moan as her gorgeous mane fell freely. She lied down, pulling Spike on top of her, caressing his body with her hooves, just the way he liked- to his delight, she seemed to be warming up to him, taking control of the kiss.

Soon, much too soon, she pulled away. "I gotta say Spike, that's quite a tongue ya have," she said. "I hope you wouldn't mind showin' me what else ya can do with it."

Spike stifled a laugh in the face of Applejack's clumsy come-on. "Anything you want." Rarity's interest piqued as Spike began to climb down to the earth pony's haunches- finally, things were starting to get interesting. Kissing was alright, but if you weren't taking part in it, it was just so dull to watch. Before long, Spike face was at the level of Applejack's marehood. He didn't dive right in, as he had with Rarity- instead, he wanted to take his time. So, ever so gently, he began to rub the sides of her slit.

A very uncharacteristic squeak escaped Applejack's mouth- her back arched instantly, and she clamped her legs together, trying to keep the foreign sensation at bay. "You okay Applejack?" Spike asked.

"Yeah, I'm alright. It was just… different than when I use mah hoof."

"You want me to keep going?"

"Do ya really need ta ask?" Spike set to work again without another word. She didn't kick like Twilight did, but Applejack's legs twitched uncontrollably as Spike massaged her slit. She let out a deep, content sigh- she hadn't been this relaxed since that one trip down to the spa a few months ago. "Spike?" she asked. "Ya ever consider- nnn… gettin' a job down at the spa? It'd give me a reason to go more often."

"That's a marvelous idea, Applejack," Rarity replied. "You really should put some thought into it, Spike. It would give me a reason to go more often too. And just think of the benefits- being able to rub you claws all over mares' bodies all day long… and those twins can be very friendly. Why, you'd be the envy of every stallion in Ponyville."

An embarrassed "Uh…" served as Spike's only reply. As time passed though, Applejack began to grow more and more impatient. It' wasn't Spike's fault- the young dragon was doing a fine job with those claws of his. But it just felt like… something was missing, something his claws just couldn't provide. "C'mon Spike, quit teasin'. Just… put it in already."

"Are you sure?" The look Applejack shot at him was all the answer he needed. He climbed up, positioning himself to enter her. She did her best to hide it, but Spike noticed her worried expression as the tip of his member brushed against her love. "Is everything alright, Applejack?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. Don't worry about me" He eyes darted from side to side, like they had when she was under Discord's influence- a sure sign she was lying.

He quickly figured things out. "…Are you a virgin?"

"What, me? No way!" A pause. "Well, maybe a little."

Rarity hadn't expected this. She could tell that her other friends were virgins for obvious reasons (Fluttershy's timid nature, Twilight's studies under the Princess, Rainbow Dash's… lack of interest in stallions) but Applejack was the last pony she expected to still be a virgin. Although, as she thought about it, it began to make sense- being the little sister of the biggest, strongest stallion in Ponyville likely had a hoof in her situation. "Well, that's nothing to be ashamed of," she said. "Just remember, it won't hurt as long as you relax."

"Gotcha." She looked down at Spike- when their eyes met, she wordlessly gave him a small nod. Spike understood- she was ready. So, member in hand, he guided himself to her entrance, and after a moment's pause, pushed inside.

She gasped… but in surprise, rather than pain. Maybe it was because Spike was much smaller than a pony. Maybe it was because he knew what he was doing. Maybe it was because, as Rarity said, she'd just needed to relax. But whatever the reason, there was no pain, and for that she was thankful. Heat filled her body, emanating from where she and Spike were joined, and a tingling sensation filled her belly. She wanted more.

So much more.

"Spike, I need ta ask ya somethin'," Applejack said.

"What is it?"

"…Don't hold back, 'kay? Whatever ya throw at me… I can take it. Trust me."

"I always figured you'd like it rough- Gah!" Spike's smart-aleck comment earned him a whack on the rear. "Ya got anything else to say, smart-mouth?" Applejack asked. He shook his head. "Good. Now get to it, lover boy."

Spike complied with her request. He started at what he thought was a good pace, Applejack's pleased groan bringing a smile to his face. A part of him deep inside told him that he shouldn't do this, that he should feel guilty, that he should hate what he was doing… but he didn't. Who could hate this? He'd bedded more mares over the last few days than some stallions did in their whole lives. But they weren't just any mares- they were his friends, mares that each held a very special place in his heart. That part inside of him asked how Twilight would have felt if she knew he was sleeping around with all her friends behind her back. He ignored the question.

Meanwhile, Applejack was enjoying herself in earnest now. This isn't too bad, she thought. This isn't bad at all. As soon as she got home, she was gonna kill Big Macintosh for lying to her. But as pleasant as it was, she had a feeling it could be even better. "Is this it?" Applejack huffed. He looked up at her, his face flushed. "Is that… the best ya can do? Go… faster."

Spike took the bait and sped up. "Faster."

He sped up more. "Faster!"

Every time he sped up, she would urge him to go faster. Before long Spike was thrusting his hips as hard and as fast as he could, his tail thumping against the floor. Applejack let out a long, content moan as Spike pounded against her- . But to her disappointment, Spike suddenly stopped and slumped against her belly, gasping for breath. It took a few seconds for him to recover enough to say, "Hah… hah… sorry… just… give me… a moment… need to… catch my breath…"

"Don't tell me you're tired out already, Spike. We were just gettin' started."

"Now Applejack, go easy on him," Rarity interrupted. "He's had quite a long day."

Applejack looked over at the fashionista. "Hey, you stay out of this! I can use 'im however I want." She turned her attention back to the young dragon. "C'mon Spike. Show me why Twilight likes ya so much."

"I'd love to…" Spike huffed back. "Problem is… you don't… have a horn…"

"Oh, so you've done that, have you?" Rarity asked. "I can't believe I never thought to ask you- it's been too long since I've had a good horn-polishing."

"Well get in line. I ain't done with 'im yet," Applejack replied. Recognizing his cue, Spike went back to work. He didn't go as fast, but he pushed in deep; unable to kiss her normally, he kissed her belly, running his claws over her belly, her rump, her haunches, her teats, anywhere he could reach. Applejack let out a deep, satisfied moan, rubbing her hooves all over Spike's much smaller body, and she thought to herself, He really should consider getting that job down at the spa.

As her friends' lovemaking intensified, Rarity rubbed her hoof harder against her nethers. She wanted so desperately to run upstairs and grab one of her toys, but to miss even one second of the show in front of her was absolutely out of the question. She would merely have to content herself with her hoof. But it was so very, very difficult. Pangs of jealousy stabbed at her heart like knives with every pleasured sound her earth pony friend made. Resentment flared in her chest as she watched Spike slip a claw between Applejack's legs. She winced in pain as she drove her hoof against her slit as hard as she could, as she watched Applejack's legs twitch and heard her cry out as Spike simultaneously massaged and pounded her glistening pussy. She was fighting a losing battle against the urge to run up, pin Spike to the floor, and take him again. Or maybe she'd pin Applejack to the floor and take her- at this point she was beyond caring.

Finally, Rarity couldn't take it any longer. Her hoof was no longer enough to satisfy her- she wanted… no, she needed a body pressed against her own, be it Spike's, Applejack's, or anypony else's. Hell, she would've taken one of those atrocious diamond dogs as long as it could perform. She got up and unceremoniously tossed Spike off of Applejack, before pressing her lips on the earth pony's and pinning her to the floor. Rarity grinded her body furiously against her friend's, desperately seeking a release for the tension mounting inside her.

Any protest Spike could've mustered was preemptively silenced as his eyes fell on the spectacle in front of him. He watched, dumbstruck, as Rarity rocked her hips against Applejack's, her gorgeous rump swaying in the air, their swollen clits rubbing against each other. It was happening right before his very eyes, and yet he still couldn't believe it- he was watching Rarity and Applejack, two of his very best friends… have sex. Could… could two mares actually do that? He'd read about such things in Twilight's secret stash of dirty books, but he always thought it was just a fantasy cooked up by some perverted author, not something that happened in real life.

He subconsciously slid a hand down to his member as he watched, uncertain if he should or if he even could join in. His doubts were silenced when Rarity broke the kiss and shot a look at him. "You. Here. Now." He walked over hesitantly; Rarity looked back at him, her impatience growing more apparent as he continued to stand there doing nothing. "What are you waiting for? A written invitation? Fuck us!"

"Okay, okay! Just, let me figure out who to start with. I mean, it's not like I can do you both."

"Sure you can. You're smart, and you have all the right tools. You'll figure something out." She then went right back to kissing Applejack without another word.

Spike looked on in confusion. It was pretty obvious that by "tools," she meant his penis… but he only had the one last time he checked. She must have included something else. It couldn't be his claws- his arms weren't long enough. Wait, maybe she was also talking about… yeah, that would work! Rarity was a genius! Why hadn't he ever thought of that before? "Hey Rarity?" he began; when she looked back again, he wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her. As he pulled back, he told her "You're a genius."

"I already know, darling. Now, if you don't mind…" At once, Spike hobbled up to the lovemaking mares with his tail between his legs- honestly, how had he not thought of this before? He stopped to watch their bodies grind together, haunches glistening. He couldn't help it- he thought it was an honor to be able to witness such a beautiful sight. His admiration was interrupted when he heard Rarity clear her throat. Right, he had a job to do. With care, he placed the tip of his tail on her entrance, rewarded with a small, muffled cry for his effort. Grabbing a section further up, he flexed his tail so it was straight as an arrow, and pushed it inside.

Applejack's scream was instantly cut off when Rarity pressed her lips against hers. Spike felt her inner walls grip his tail tightly- he flexed it a few times, each one eliciting a muffled cry from the earth pony. With that out of the way, he mounted Rarity. …Or, he tried to. In spite of his most valiant efforts, Spike simply could not hoist himself up into the proper position. Why did ponies have to be so tall? He could get something to stand on… but then he'd have to pull out of Applejack. Well, maybe he could grab onto Rarity's tail and-

All of a sudden, Spike felt himself being lifted by an invisible force. It lifted him up only a few feet, before gently putting him on Rarity's rump. "There you go," the unicorn said. "If you needed a hoof, you should've just asked." Spike's face reddened a little. "Now, is everypony ready?"

"Uh-huh," he heard Applejack reply. He merely nodded dumbly.

"Good. Now Spike, if you would…" It took a bit of adjusting, but he inserted himself inside Rarity again. "Mmm… keep going." Spike didn't need to be asked twice, and started moving his hips.

It was difficult with no feet on the ground, but somehow, Spike managed. He thrust his hips, and flexed his tail, eliciting muffled cries of pleasure from both mares. His chest puffed out with pride- it wasn't enough that he was with two mares at the same time, but he was making both of them feel good, too. Who else could say they could do that? But still, each muffled sound of pleasure brought a pang of jealousy to Spike- he wanted to be a part of that kiss again. But he was too small, so he would just have to content himself by kissing Rarity's back. The pressure that had been building inside all three was finally coming to a head.

Rarity's and Spike's combined assault soon proved to be too much for the earth pony to handle. As pressure mounted, she let out a long string of increasingly desperate whines, wordlessly pleading for release. Her wish was granted just a few short moments later. She screamed… or, she tried to; Rarity kept her lips firmly against Applejack's, ensuring nopony would hear the bulk of it. But that muffled cry of pure, unashamed pleasure nearly drove her and Spike over the edge. Applejack's body seized as her orgasm washed over her- she slowly relaxed as it faded, rocked by a few more spasms of pleasure, before finally going limp, releasing her vise-grip on Spike's tail.

With Applejack satiated, Rarity thought it was time for her own "grand finale." In any other situation, she would have simply asked Spike to tend to her, but since both his claws were occupied with holding on for dear life, she'd have to take matters into her own hooves. As her horn began to glow, she tried to remember the special technique she discovered- it had been a good many since she'd needed to use it. Fortunately, she did, and a throaty moan escaped from deep insider her as she massaged the outer edges of her marehood with her magic.

Spike noticed the glow surrounding Rarity's horn. A wicked idea entered his mind, and he pulled out of Rarity; she didn't seem to notice. Slowly, he inched up the unsuspecting unicorn's back, until he was right at the base of her neck. She still made no indication of being aware that Spike had stopped rutting her. Making sure he had a good grip, he sneakily reached his claw up and wrapped it around her horn.

Rarity shrieked almost instantly, breaking her kiss with Applejack. She tossed her head around, trying to free herself from Spike's grasp, as pleasure unlike any she'd felt in a good long while coursed through her body. Fortunately for Spike, his "experiments" with Twilight meant knew just the right way to hold onto Rarity to keep from getting thrown off. She bucked wildly, as though trying to throw off the pleasure, Spike continued to hold firm. Before long, Rarity was able to finally get a hold of herself- the pleasure wasn't anything new, but Spike could have at least given her a warning before grabbing a lady's horn liken that. Within mere moments, she was brought to her limit. She couldn't help but feel more than a little jealous of Spike- there was seemingly no limit to what those claws of his could do. All she could do was squirm, futilely trying to stave off the inevitable.

All of a sudden, Rarity cried out as bright white sparks shot out of the tip of her horn. A few more sparks shot weakly out of her horn, before Rarity collapsed onto Applejack, eliciting a pained "Oof!" from the latter, huffing. Spike prepared to climb down from Rarity's back when she suddenly bucked upwards- as he'd loosened his grip, Spike fell to the floor and landed on his head. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry dear," Rarity said. Once again, Spike felt an invisible force lift him, turning him towards the two mares in a sitting position. "But I need to ask you something. …Have you cum?"

"No, not yet," he replied. It was true- in all this time, even when it had just been him and Rarity, he had yet to cum.

"Well now, we certainly can't have that. Applejack, would you mind helping me with Spike's 'problem?'"

"Not at all." Rarity's head moved between Spike's legs, and Applejack followed her lead. The unicorn unhesitatingly licked his member, and the earth pony did the same. Now Spike was the one to cry out. Rarity's tongue swirled and danced around Spike's cock with unmatched expertise; Applejack simply licked from the base to the tip, but even then there was a sort of elegance to her simple technique. From time to time, their tongues would meet- when they did, both mares would kiss, enveloping his shaft with their warm, soft lips.

The mare's looked up at him; Applejack's eyes were dark and sultry, while Rarity's were wide and sparkling, feigning innocence. As Spike looked at her, he realized something, and he had to look away.

The way Rarity looked at him at that exact moment was the same way Twilight looked at him when she serviced him.

His face reddened, not from embarrassment, but from shame. How could he let this happen to him, again? He closed his eyes, trying to imagine Twilight's disappointed face when she found out what he had done in his time away from her. But it didn't work. Not being able to see what was being done to him only enhanced the sensations he felt. Spike cried out again as he felt Applejack take his length into her mouth, feeling as though she were sucking the guilt right out of him. The disappointed Twilight in his mind morphed into the Twilight who sucked him off. He opened his eyes- he couldn't bear to see that image now, even if it was all in his head.

He opened his eyes to be greeted by the sight of Applejack bobbing her head up and down over his cock. He watched as a very impatient Rarity moved in and placed her lips on the side of his shaft as Applejack moved up. The two mares kissed Spike's member, they sucked it, swirled their tongues around it, the young dragon completely and utterly at their mercy. Their rumps swayed in the air, as though inviting some unseen stallion to mount them. He shuddered; the pressure that had been mounting this whole time was finally reaching the breaking point. His hands drifted over to their heads, and he began to rub the ears of both mares; Applejack made a surprised gasp, while Rarity just closed her eyes and let out a satisfied moan. As always, he wished he could do more for them.

Rarity stopped sucking when Spike let out a particularly loud cry. "Are you close darling?" she asked; Spike could only nod. "I see. Applejack, you can stop now. I have something in mind for the three of us." Her horn glowed, and before Spike knew what Rarity was doing, a strip of cloth tied itself around his mouth. "Trust me dear- you'll need that. Now Applejack, you just sit here next to me and open your mouth. But keep your eyes closed. I don't know how much different a dragon's cum might be from a pony's, but I know you do not want any of it getting in your eyes."

"Okay then." Applejack did as she was asked, opening her mouth while keeping her eyes closed.

Satisfied, Rarity turned her attention back to Spike. "Now Spike, would you stand up, please?" He stood. "Are you ready?"

He nodded. "Mm-hmm."

A devious smirk crossed the fashionista's face, and her horn began to glow. "Oh trust me, darling- you aren't."

"Hmm?" Spike asked. His answer came almost immediately after. This time, Spike was the one to shriek. It felt as though something was massaging his dick… both on the outside and the inside. His member felt as though it were both on fire and frozen in ice all at once. He reflexively tried to pull away, but the invisible force that assaulted his dick held firm. The sensations were simply too much to bear; in a snap, he could feel his orgasm coming, and nothing would be able to stop it. He tried one last time to picture Twilight, and all the hurt and anger and disappointment she would undoubtedly feel when she found out about what he had done.

The image was lost as a tidal wave of pleasure consumed him.

He cried out again, as a spurt of cum forcefully shot out of the tip of his member. Applejack let out a surprised cry as the hot seed splattered on her face; Rarity didn't, her tongue leaving her mouth to catch any stray spurts. A few more spurts coated the mares' faces, and then it was over. Spike panted, exhausted by what had been without a doubt the best orgasm of his young life. The glow around Rarity's horn faded- now released, Spike's rear dropped to the floor, and he flopped down onto his back.

The unicorn licked her lips, catching all the seed she could, and unhesitatingly swallowed. "Mmmm… delicious."

"Wow, there's so much," Applejack said, looking at the dragon seed that coated her companion's face. "Is it always like this?"

"What, this? Oh this is nothing compared to some stallions I've had. Now hold still while I clean you up…" Rarity began to lick the cum off of Applejack's face; Applejack laughed, before returning the favor. Before long though, their tongues began to dance around one another, only for a brief moment at first, but for longer and longer each subsequent time. Eventually, each mare's tongue found its way back into the other's mouth. Rarity pushed Applejack onto her back, taking full control of their kiss; Applejack was enjoying herself too much to try and take the lead from her.

Spike paid no attention to the kissing mares as he laid there on the floor, catching his breath. He had only one thing on his mind:

It happened again.

Spike rose to his feet and crept over to where his clothes were piled up as quietly as he could. Fortunately, the two mares were too enamored with one another to notice him. Ordinarily, he would have stayed- he wanted to stay, but something about this whole situation rubbed him the wrong way. Until he could figure out what it was, he needed to get out of here, and avoid any of his other friends in the meantime. He dressed himself, wiping himself off with his improvised gag, before slinking out the door.

For a few moments, Rarity and Applejack continued to kiss, oblivious to the young dragon's departure. Then, Applejack blinked. Then, she blinked a few more times. Then, she began to squirm beneath Rarity, struggling to break off the kiss. "Mmmph… mmmph! Get off me!" She pushed Rarity off and quickly got to her feet.

Dusting herself off, the unicorn replied "There's no need to be so rough, Applejack."

Fuming, the earth pony looked around for a certain baby dragon, but he was nowhere in sight. She grabbed her hat off the floor and jammed it back on her head. "Oh, that Spike! As soon as I get mah hooves on that little deviant, they're gonna be buryin' what's lefta him in a matchbox!"

She charged for the door, but was stopped when Rarity grabbed hold of her tail. "Darling, look at yourself," Rarity said. "What would everypony think if they saw you like this?" Applejack looked down at herself. She was still covered in various… juices from their little threesome- as much as she didn't want to wait, Rarity was right. She definitely couldn't go out in her condition.

The fashionista grabbed a strip of spare fabric and tossed it over to Applejack. "Ordinarily I'd recommend taking a bath after something like this- Celestia knows I would. But at the very least you should wipe yourselves off." Rarity grabbed another fabric strip and began cleaning herself. "We should head over to Twilight's; I'm starting to think she isn't the problem."

Applejack began to wipe herself down as well. "Fair enough. But if I see that little rapist again, his ass is grass!"

"Aaaand… done!" Rainbow Dash cried as she slipped one last book on the shelf. She looked around the library, satisfied; it had been tough work, but the lower section of the library had been no match for her mad book-organizing skills. "Twilight, I finished cleaning up my half of the library!" she called. There was no answer. "Hey Twilight! Did you hear me?" Still no answer. She flew to the upper section of the library, but the purple unicorn was nowhere in sight. "Twilight! Where'dja go?"

"Hddnnn!" The bathroom door flew open, and Twilight hopped out. Numerous brushes floated around her, working her over- one brushed her mane, another her coat, a third her tail, and a fourth her teeth. In addition, a file was currently working on one of her rear hooves. "Twilight? What are you doing?"

"Mmphh dnnn mmfh nnn phhh mmmm ffmph nng mmph."

"Uh…"

Twilight spat out the toothbrush. "Sorry. I said that I finished my half of the library early, so I took some time to clean myself up."

"That's a relief. I'm glad you're getting back to your old self, Twilight."

All of a sudden, the library's front door was thrown open, and a very disheveled Applejack and Rarity walked in- their manes and tails were ruined, and their coats . Rainbow Dash glided down to them. "Whoa, you guys look awful." She sniffed. "And you smell. What happened?"

"What happened? What happened? Spike raped us that's what happened!" Applejack shouted.

Rarity put a hoof on the earth pony's shoulder. "Applejack please, contain yourself."

"He what?" Twilight asked, teleporting down to the other three ponies. There was no way it could be true- Spike didn't have the size or the strength to force himself on one pony, much less two. "He… he wouldn't. He couldn't…"

"Well, he didn't try to hold me down or nothin' like that. But he did somethin' to me. I mean, one minute I'm just fine, but then I look into his eyes and before I know it, I get all weak in the knees and start throwin' mahself at him!"

Rarity brought a hoof up to her chin. "Hmm… now that you mention it, the same thing happened to me. I looked into Spike's eyes, and then… I-I just couldn't stop myself!"

What Rarity just said jogged something in Twilight's memory. "Wait, what did you just say?"

"I said I just looked into his eyes, and then-"

She didn't have a chance to finish. Twilight raced off to grab her copy of The Complete Unabridged Encyclopedia of Dragons, 3rd Edition and slammed it on her desk. She tore through page after page, looking for the section about reproduction. Before long she found the section and rapidly skimmed through it; dragons began their mating cycles fairly early in life, if unable to find a dragon of the opposite sex they will attempt to mate with any creature of a similar size, if prevented from mating entirely dragons will go on highly destructive rampages which can last for several days… blah blah blah, boring boring boring.

She found what she was looking for. "Guys come over here!" She shouted. "Take a look at this!" She pointed to one particular sentence as the others gathered around the book. Rarity read it aloud: "Approaching a dragon undergoing its mating cycle is always a risky proposition, but this is especially true of dragon breeds capable of using magic. This is because these dragons can utilize their abilities, either accidentally or purposefully, to compel their targets to… mate… with… them."

The four merely looked at each other in silence, before Applejack said, "We need to check on Fluttershy."

"You guys go on," Twilight said, pulling a few more books about dragons off her shelves. "I have to stay here. Maybe one of these books can tell me how to stop this."

"I think you'd better come with us Twilight. We'll need you."

"But I'm still under house arrest. I can't leave the library."

"I agree with Applejack," Rarity said. "You know Spike better than anypony here. We might need you to calm him down and explain what's happening to him." She turned to Rainbow Dash. "Now, Applejack, Twilight and I are going to Fluttershy's house to check on her. Rainbow Dash, you should fly over the town and keep an eye out for Spike. Bring him over right away when you find him. He isn't in trouble- just tell him that we need to have a talk."

The blue pegasus nodded. "Right." And in a flash, she was gone.

Rarity headed for the door as well. "Well girls, we should be off. Oh, and Twilight, take that book with you. It might tell us how to get Spike back to normal." She stepped outside. Applejack followed her, and, after a moment's hesitation, so did Twilight.