Spike found Vinyl Scratch’s home easier than he expected. It was like all the other houses except for the fact that Vinyl’s house was the only one that was the only one blasting loud techno music. Spike wasn’t the only one to notice as a gray mare with a long black mane stood at her door also trying to reach Vinyl Scratch.

“Vinyl, I demand you turn that incessant noise down this instant. Contrary to what you may believe, we all don‘t enjoy you blasting that racket you call music constantly all day, every day.” The mare said trying to talk over the music.

“Excuse me. I’m here to see the pony who lives here. What‘s going on?” Spike said catching the mare’s attention. He could see an air of sophistication and refinement that the pony carried around her. It was different from the way Rarity acted. This pony carried herself more seriously.

“How rude! Don’t you know it’s only proper for a gentlemen to introduce himself when speaking to a lady?” She said chastising the young dragon for his ill manners.

“I’m sorry. My name is Spike. It’s nice to make your acquaintance.” Spike said correcting his speech.

“My name is Octavia. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well. May I ask why you’re visiting my neighbor?” She asked.

“I’m just here to talk to her.” Spike said bothering not to give her the details of his predicament.

“I wish to talk to her as well, but as you can hear unfortunately, she seems to be locked in her own little world. You think one would be considerate enough not to force her own tastes on the entire neighborhood by playing her own music so loudly.” Octavia complained.

“But you seem to be the only who’s upset.” Spike pointed as he saw no one else besides himself and Octavia on the door step.

“They’re simply too scared to face her about it. I’m simply the only pony around here who’s brave enough to confront on the issue.” Octavia said holding her nose in the air.

“But I’ve seen her and she doesn’t seem that scary to me.” Spike said. He couldn’t see Vinyl as someone who people were afraid of.

“That mane, those glasses, and the music she listens to should be enough for anyone to be sufficiently intimidated. She carries herself like some sort of hoodlum. You think it would kill her to do something with the slightest bit of decorum.” Octavia’s rant was cut short as the door of the house opened.

“Talking about me behind my back, Octavia, and you call me unladylike.” Vinyl said as she used her magic to turn the music down. Spike felt like he was in between a rock and a hard place as the two ponies stood glaring at each other in front of him.

“I’m surprised you could hear anything with all that noise coming out of your house.” Octavia said as she confronted her pony.

“I could hear you. I was just hoping you’d leave eventually if I ignored you enough, but I’m glad you’re here because it‘s save me the trouble of getting you.” Vinyl Scratch said.

“And what may I ask would you require my presence for?” Octavia asked.

“Because Pinkie Pie arranged for my friend here to help us settle this little dispute of ours.” Vinyl Scratch said pointing to Spike.

“Me?” Spike said. He was already uncomfortable with the situation. Now he was being pulled into the middle of their argument.

“How exactly is he going to do that?” Octavia said giving Spike a cursory glance.

“Quite simple really! Since every argument we have seems to end in a stalemate. I brought in a third party to help us work things out once and for all.” Vinyl Scratch said.

“Hmmph! How am I to believe he’s fair if you picked him out? I demand to hear his credentials immediately. Why should I let him have a say in matters that he clearly has no understanding?” Octavia protested. Spike was at a loss for words. He couldn’t argue a point that he was in absolute agreement with the distinguished pony. Vinyl Scratch just laughed at Octavia’s question.

“I thought you’d say something like that. Did you know he’s actually a close friend of the Royal Pony sisters? He actually attended the Grand Galloping Gala last year and he’s also an accomplished musician. Pinkie Pie says no one can work the piano like he can.” Vinyl Scratch said listing some of Spike’s qualification. Octavia gave Spike a hard look as if she was checking for some flaw.

“You know how to play the piano?” Octavia asked Spike.

“I‘ve been known to tickle an ivory or two.” Spike said basking in her admiration at his skill.

“Impressive, but how exactly is he going to help us?” Octavia asked.

“We’re going to have a contest to settle who’s the better performer. Spike will be the judge and the loser will be forced to admit how lame she is and stop bothering the winner about her music.” Vinyl Scratch said challenging the earth pony.

“I accept your foolish challenge if only to prove how superior I am when it comes to musical taste. Name your terms so I can finally have some peace and quiet.” Octavia said confident that she could best the unicorn.

“You’ve heard of performance art, right?” Vinyl Scratch asked.

“Of course I have. It is the purest form or artistic expression. A performance that is without any limits or expectation. You aren’t suggesting that we both pit our artistic values against one another while Spike decides based on which performance one is better?” Octavia guessed.

“That’s right. We will both play a record of our music and do a performance while it plays. Spike will decide the winner after seeing both performances. What do you say to that?” Vinyl said staring down her rival.

“Fine, I shall return in fifteen minutes and embarrass you completely and utterly. I suggest you be prepared to finally acknowledge my greatness.” Octavia said as she walked away. Spike stood there trying to figure out what just happened as he watched the gray mare leave to prepare for the competition.

For the second time today, he found himself in the middle of another mess that seemed to involve somepony. At least, it’s not as extreme as outdoor sex. He could at least be grateful for that much.

“Hey, I’m sorry. You had to see that. Octavia can be a real pain sometimes. Come on in and have a seat. You probably have some questions about what just went down.” Vinyl said leading Spike into her home.

Spike walked into what could be the worst mess ever conceived by pony kind. Records and stray clothes seemed to cover every inch of the floor in a makeshift carpet. The walls were filled with band posters and pictures of outrageous party antics. Spike considered unicorns to be rather clean and tidy creatures. Vinyl Scratch had completely shattered that notion by inviting him into her home.

“Don’t mind the mess. I don’t clean as often I should. Have a seat and I’ll get you something to drink.” Vinyl Scratch said pointing to a couch that was probably the closest thing that was clean in her entire house. That still wasn’t saying much as he wiped away crumbs and a pizza box to make room for himself. Spike decided now was as good a chance as any to talk about getting that riddle.

“So Pinkie probably gave you something to pass on to me. Some sort of message that sounds really vague and mysterious.” Spike said hoping she’d give up the riddle.

“Yeah, she told me specifically not to tell you until after you helped me. She was really insistent about that part. Do you drink alcohol?” Vinyl asked from the kitchen.

“Not really. Do you have anything else?” Spike asked.

“Water, it is then.” Vinyl shouted.

“So what’s the deal between you and Octavia?” Spike asked.

“It’s all her fault. She moves into the house right next to mine and starts criticizing every little thing I do. I remember the first time we met. I walk over to greet her like a good neighbor and she immediately starts giving me grief about not introducing myself properly. I told her where she could stick her manners and we’ve been at each other’s throats ever since.” Vinyl said as she walked into the room levitating a glass of water she handed to Spike. Spike remembered Octavia giving him some grief over his manners as well. He couldn’t imagine the deejay making the same concession.

“I don’t get it. It’s not like you’re forced to see each other. Can’t you just avoid each other?” Spike said inspecting the glass before drinking.

“That’s what I thought at first. After our first encounter, I thought she’d leave me alone, but then she started coming over to my house and complaining about the volume of my music. We really got into it when she started insulting my taste in modern music. She won’t even call it music. According to her “refined taste”, it’s nothing but noise compared to classical music. Since then it’s been one argument after another every time we see each other, but today’s the day I finally expose her. That’s where you come in.” Vinyl said looking at Spike.

“Yeah, I should probably tell you that I don’t know much about judging art or any of that stuff you guys were talking about.” Spike admitted. Vinyl just laughed.

“Don’t worry about it. I just had to convince her to agree to my contest. After she sees my performance, she won’t stick around and I’ll win by default. I just needed to get her to agree, but I needed someone with a fancy music background she could trust to judge the contest.” Vinyl Scratch said revealing the full details of her plan.

“Ok, I get why I’m here, but what about your performance would make Octavia leave before performing.” Spike asked.

“Let’s just say someone like Octavia is too prim and proper to ever stay after my performance begins.” Vinyl Scratch said as there was a knock at the door.

Spike watched as Vinyl Scratch answered the door and ushered Octavia into the living room. She was much more vocal about Vinyl’s housekeeping than Spike was.

“I wasn’t expecting much, but this mess is absolutely beyond any comprehension. How anyone could stand to live like this is simply appalling!” Octavia walked into the living room with a saddle carrying a single record. She was actively trying to avoid touching anything.

“Whatever! Are you here to criticize me or perform?” Vinyl asked.

“How can you expect me to perform in such filth?” Octavia asked back.

“We’re not performing here. Follow me.” Vinyl Scratch said as she led the two of them further down the hallway. The room they all walked into was pretty much so clean that it looked like it belonged to a different house than the one they were in. It was a spacious bedroom with the most expensive looking record player Spike had ever seen. It was attached to two extremely tall speakers. It was no wonder Octavia complained about the volume. You could probably play music loud enough to reach Canterlot with such a setup.

“I guess this will do.” Octavia said obviously not impressed.

“It wouldn’t kill you to say something nice for once.” Vinyl Scratch said.

“Do something nice and I would be more than happy to.” Octavia said.

“I think we should just get on with this.” Spike said trying to keep them from fighting. The sooner he got this contest started the sooner he could get the riddle and get out of here. He didn’t know how many more were left and another argument wasn’t going to do anything except waste precious time.

“I’ll go first then.” Vinyl Scratch said putting her plan into motion.

“I guess we’re both in agreement that we should save the best for last.” Octavia quipped.

“Laugh it up while you still can.” Vinyl said under her breath.

“I must profess a slight curiosity as to what your performance will entail. No doubt you will be using that modern noise as your musical selection but I must admit I couldn’t possibly imagine what your performance would look like.” Octavia mused aloud. Spike was also curious seeing as it was supposed to scare Octavia into quitting without performing.

“Actually, I’m going to need some help with my performance. If Spike would be so kind as to lay down here.” Vinyl Scratch said pointing to the bed at the center of the room.

“Umm… I’m actually curious to know myself what kind of performance you’re planning myself.” Spike said nervously as he lay on the center of the bed.

“I’m about to perform a sexually charged piece that I call ‘Dragon Screw’ set to techno, of course.” Vinyl Scratch said to the shock of the other two creatures in the room.

“What!” Octavia and Spike said simultaneously.

“You aren’t honestly about to do what I think you are!” Octavia exclaimed.

“If you referring to me banging a dragon set to techno while you watch, you’re absolutely correct.” Vinyl Scratch proclaimed proudly. Spike was about to add his own protest but he remembered Vinyl’s plan. She was intentionally trying to scare Octavia away by offending her delicate sensibilities with an act that she would find absolutely offensive therefore causing her to leave and by extension forfeit the competition.

“Vinyl Scratch!” The concert hall player said glaring at the disc jockey.

“I’d understand if you wanted to quit but to do so would mean that I would win by default. If you can’t understand the art of such an act, I suppose you have to admit that my taste is superior to yours.” Vinyl Scratch said offering her an ultimatum.

“Well, I must say that I certainly wasn’t expect this from you, Vinyl. I had no idea you had such a strong sense of artistry. I’ve only heard or read about ponies who use sex to express their art. I can’t help but admire someone willing to use their entire body to express themselves.” Octavia said showing a newfound respect for her neighbor.

“What!” Vinyl Scratch and Spike said in shock.

“I am really quite anxious to witness your performance firsthand. I’ve always wanted to see a show myself but some of my peers look down on this sort of thing. If I was caught going to a show, my reputation would suffer greatly as a result. Fortunately, I won’t have to worry about that now.” Octavia said practically giddy at the idea of Vinyl Scratch’s performance.

“Are you serious?” Vinyl Scratch asked in disbelief of what she was hearing. Her prim, fancy neighbor who hassled her about being proper was actually excited at the prospect of watching her have sex in front of her.

“Of course, I am. Unless you‘re having second thoughts, Vinyl.” Octavia said regarding Vinyl Scratch with suspicion. The tables were turned on the unicorn. It was put up or shut up for Vinyl Scratch. If she reneged on what she promised, it would mean Octavia winning by default and her plan backfiring spectacularly.

“I-I said I’d do it and I will.” Vinyl Scratch said placing a record on the player and moving towards Spike.

“Well what we do now?” Spike whispered to her as she stood over him as he laid on the bed.

“Plan B,” Vinyl Scratch whispered as she moved closer to the dragon‘s face.

“What exactly is plan B?” Spike asked as the music started.

“We have sex.” She said nervously.

“Are you serious? That wasn‘t part of the deal.” Spike whispered in disbelief.

“Please, I can’t go back on my word now. Please!” She begged as Octavia sat and watched intently.

“Fine, let’s just make this quick.” Spike said relenting. This new development was going to cost him more time, but he couldn’t get the riddle without Vinyl Scratch‘s cooperation.

“Thanks!” She said leaning down giving Spike a really long kiss as the music started.

Spike felt the deejay’s tongue dance wildly with his own as the music started to pick up. Vinyl’s mouth had a distinct alcohol aftertaste to it. Spike didn’t mind that so much as the fact that Octavia was watching their every move. Spike felt himself grow hard despite his audience of one.

Vinyl couldn’t get over how surreal this entire situation had become. She was making out with a dragon while her uptight neighbor sat in the corner looking at them like it was some sort of show. She also didn’t expect this little dragon to be quite the kisser. His experience was obvious as they continued their little act. Vinyl broke the kiss and turned around so she was facing Spike’s erect cock.

The music picked up as Vinyl placed her mouth carefully on the tip giving the warm head a cautionary lick. It was nothing like a stallion’s cock. It was covered in scales and there were no veins showing. It was just as big if not slightly bigger. It was also far warmer than any she had experienced. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like penetrating her. She began hungrily licking his member as she lowered her hips closer to Spike’s face.

Spike immediately dove face first into soaking wet cunt causing her to stop licking for a second and enjoy Spike’s tongue probing the inside of her pussy. After getting use to it, she started to suck deeply on Spike’s member going up and down as the music continued to pulse steadily in the background. The two lovers let their tongues explore each most intimate parts. Vinyl Scratch managed to pulled herself away from Spike and position herself standing over his cock.

Octavia watched silently as Vinyl Scratch began to ride Spike. They had all but forgotten the earth pony’s presence completely as she watched from the corner unable to look away even for a moment as Vinyl Scratch bounced up and down to the song which was in full swing. Octavia was trying her best to hide her own arousal. She was ashamed of getting such a way while appreciating such an artful performance. Yet she couldn’t help but feel jealous of her neighbor expressing her soul as she rode atop the dragon. She wondered when her turn to perform came if she could try something similar.

Vinyl Scratch had forgotten all about Octavia as she became completely focused on riding the warm mass currently penetrating her pussy. She felt incredibly warm as she moved up and down on Spike taking him all the way to the base. She suddenly felt her heart beating wildly as if also dancing to the music. She suddenly felt light as she started let the music take control. She was completely absorbed by the music as she continued to thrust herself on Spike’s member.

Spike just lay there on his back watching and feeling as Vinyl Scratch rode him. The way her blue mane swayed as she moved almost looked like she was dancing. Her every movement seemed like poetry in motion. A sudden realization hit the dragon as he realized she was actually moving to the music as they were having sex. Even the sound of Vinyl Scratch’s heavy breathing was matching the rhythm of the music.

Vinyl Scratch could feel the song about to end as her body was about to reach its own limits. She felt like her body was on fire as heart raced to the music. She fell forward hugging Spike’s neck tightly as she gyrated her hips. She let out a loud gasp as the song reached it’s final note. She nearly squeezed the life out of Spike as her entire body spasmed with a powerful orgasm.

Everyone in the room was dead still as a silence fell over the room. Spike pulled himself away gently as he removed himself and his wet hard on from under Vinyl who had passed out almost immediately after passing out after her gasping. Spike looked at the scene with a look of worry. The only pony who could give him the riddle was out cold. He was pondering whether or not to wake her when he felt a nudging behind him that caused him to jump.

“Oh Octavia! I forgot you were here.” Spike said nervously as she faced her. She seemed different from before.

“I should try to make a better impression then.” Octavia said acting coyly as she placed a hoof on Spike‘s erection. Spike was taken aback at Octavia‘s behavior.

“What are you doing?” Spike asked as she began to rub him backing him against the bed.

“My neighbor is so selfish. She’s worn herself out before satisfying you. It’s so typical of her to be so rude to a guest.” Octavia said moving her face closer to Spike’s.

“I guess but it’s-” Spike felt Octavia’s lips lock onto his interrupting him. Her kiss was strong yet
gentle. She moved back and turned around presenting herself at Spike’s level. Her long, black tail was raised to reveal her pussy dripping wet from watching Vinyl’s little performance.

“I believe I have a little solution that should make up her for Vinyl‘s rudeness.” She said waving her slit in front of Spike. The dragon’s erection was aching for release. He had gone through two fillies and his cock ached like never before as Octavia teased him. Spike grabbed her hips absolutely hungry for her pussy and wasted no time placing himself in Octavia.

“Ahhh!” Octavia screamed as Spike started plowing her vigorously. She could only describe the feeling as burning pleasure. She planted her hooves against the floor as Spike bucked his hips harder and harder into her from behind. She felt as if her body was being consumed by Spike’s heat.

Spike was starting to worry as he fucked Octavia. He should be close to blowing his own load but it didn’t feel that way. He felt like his dick was going to literally explode into pieces. He grabbed her flanks tighter and pushed himself even harder causing Octavia to scream even louder.

“Oh yes! Don’t stop! I’m so close!” Octavia screamed as they made love on the floor. She felt like she was going insane as her pleasure was multiplied by every thrust. She didn’t care that she was being ravished by a dragon she had just met. Her mind had lost control as her body was overwhelmed with pleasure.

Spike pounded her pussy as hard as he could more out of frustration than because she wanted it. He felt a cramping pain begin to build in his abdomen as he continued to thrust. He couldn’t hold out much longer before he needed to stop. Suddenly, he felt Octavia’s inside grip his member as her body shook.

“I can’t….Nnnghh!” Octavia screamed as her pussy ejected a massive amount of cum. Spike pulled himself from Octavia who was laying on the floor with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She was conscious unlike Vinyl Scratch but unable to do much else besides stay awake. He looked down at his cock in horror. It was a deep blue color as the Octavia’s juices seemed to evaporate away from the heat it was emitting.

He ran around the house until he found the bathroom. Spike instantly turned the shower to it’s coldest and jumped in the tub. He sighed in relief as the pain faded away slowly. The water turned to steam as it touched his body for a few minutes before his body cooled down to its normal temperature. He watched his erection disappeared back inside of him. The blue coloring still remained though as it retreated. He sat down as his body felt normal and his ear started to vibrate. He already knew who it was as he placed a finger to his ear.

“What did you do to me?” Spike growled.

“Don’t be so mad, Spikey. I added something to your cupcake to help you concentrate. I‘m surprised you didn‘t discover it earlier.” Pinkie said cheerily.

“You could have told me, you know?” Spike said rubbing his abdomen. The muscles around his crotch still stinging from the pain earlier.

“I thought it’d be more fun if you found out this way.” Pinkie said.

“Any other surprises I should know about?” Spike asked.

“Come on, Spike. They wouldn’t be surprises if I let you know ahead of time, silly.” Pinkie Pie said giggling.

“Of course.” Spike said getting out of the shower.

“Don’t worry, Spike. You’re just going through a sort of heat.” Pinkie Pie explained.

“What do you mean heat? I thought only female creatures could go through heat.” Spike said confused.

“Males go through heat as well. You just go through it differently. As a dragon, your body is starting to produce a scent that simulates the effect of heat in females.” Pinkie Pie said.

“In other words, my scent makes females super horny. What does that have to do with the pain in my stomach?” Spike asked holding his gut.

“Your body is just producing semen differently than it used to. The pain is just your body adjusting to the change it‘ll go away.” Pinkie Pie said. Suddenly Spike realized something was wrong.

“Wait a minute! Where’d you learn all this stuff?” Spike asked noticing how strange it was for Pinkie to know all of this.

“Ooops! I said way too much. Got to go.” Pinkie said disappearing from his head before Spike could continue his questions.

Spike had a lot to think about, but one thing was for sure. Pinkie Pie wasn’t acting alone. She was way too hyper to learn all that on her own without someone teaching her. Someone else was in on it and whoever it was probably the actual leader. Someone who was a really good teacher. Someone who could come up with a really elaborate plans like this. Spike immediately placed his finger to his ear to call Luna as he stepped out of the bathroom. He could feel his body heating up again.

“Spike, did you get the next riddle?” Luna asked.

“No, but I think I know who’s really behind this.” Spike said trying to figure out a way to tell Luna.

“What do you mean? I thought Pinkie Pie was behind all this.” Luna said curious to know what Spike was getting at.

“I don’t know how to say this, Luna, but I think your sister may be calling the shots.” Spike said carefully waiting for her reaction.

“That’s impossible. Why would she have Pinkie Pie knock us both out with cupcakes and send you around town on a wild goose chase? I don’t see what she gets out of any of this.” Luna said confused by the accusation.

“I don’t know. Pinkie Pie said I’m going through some sort of heat from eating that cupcake. My sperm is being produced differently. What does Celestia get out of that?” Spike asked.

Luna’s face would have betrayed her if Spike could see it. If Spike was in heat that meant he was capable of reproducing, she suddenly realized that the cupcake she ate would also mean that she was capable of receiving his seed. Only two people knew of Luna’s desire to bear children. Celestia was one of them. She was lucky that Spike hadn’t made the connection. As far he knew, Celestia did something to his body that caused him to go into heat early. She was shocked out of her thought by Spike calling her name.

“Luna! Are you there? I can’t hear you.” Spike said loudly. He looked in the bedroom and saw the two mares were starting to come around.

“Spike, you need to be careful. If you’re going through heat, it means your body is producing semen that could cause pregnancy.” Luna warned him.

“Ok, no more sex. Why do I need to be careful?” Spike asked watching Octavia and Vinyl Scratch wake up.

“Females may not be able to help themselves around you. You need to go home and barricade yourself inside!” Luna said starting to panic. If somepony forced themselves on Spike, he could impregnate them.

“What about the riddle?” Spike asked watching the two ponies start to stir.

“Forget about this game! Run, Spike! Stay away from all mares and fillies! You‘re in extreme danger.” Luna shouted trying to get him to realize that.

“But what about Twilight?” Spike argued. He watched Octavia and Vinyl Scratch get up but something was different about them.

“Spike, the next time you have sex you could end up a father! If you‘re going through heat, it means your sperm is gaining potency. The next time you have sex it‘s highly likely that you‘ll get someone pregnant!” Luna shouted. Spike was taken aback by this revelation.

“Whoa! Okay, I’m heading home right….Why are you looking at me like that, Octavia? Hey, let go of me, Vinyl! Luna, I-” Spike’s communication suddenly stopped.

“Spike! What happened? Spiiiiiiiiike!” Luna shouted in vain receiving only silence.