The moon hung over head as Rarity and Applejack sat at a table inside Carousal Boutique looking into a large glowing crystal ball. Within the mysterious orb a passionate scene played out between a dragon and two Pegasi. Thankfully, the images held no sway over the ball itself, or it would have been impossible to see through the fog with all the steam coming off the three.

Applejack shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Are ya sure we should be watching this, Rarity? It seems a little… unethical to be spying on them, especially when they’re doing this.”

The fashionista just smiled sweetly, a small bit of drool attempting to escape her mouth. “It’s all for the sake of the plan, Applejack. We have to be sure everything goes well, even this. Anyways, you have to admit it’s quite exciting. Especially considering what you’re doing with your hoof. Honestly, Applejack, you had better be willing to finish what you started without Spike here to take care of us.”

“Beg your pardon, Rarity, but you’re the one trying to alleviate the situation here, not me.” Applejack’s face lit up as she held up both her hooves as proof of her point. The reaction she got was Rarity screaming and jumping back. Of course with Rarity no longer in reach, it didn’t take her more than a second to understand why her friend had acted that way. She looked down between her legs to find a pink hoof skillfully at work teasing her. Within half a heartbeat, she joined Rarity across the room.

A dark pink, curly mane appeared from under the table complete with a bright pink pony wearing a huge smile and light blue eyes overcome with joy. “Naughty movie night and you two didn’t invite me? You didn’t think you’d get away with that now did you?” She brought each hoof up next to her face and took a lick. “Apples and vanilla, yummy.” She stole a glance at the crystal orb. “Look at Spike go. Judging from Fluttershy’s and Dashie’s face, he must be really fantastic. You two would know all about that, huh?”

Rarity’s heart was the first one to return to a more normal rate. “Pinkie, darling, first off, no words can describe how amazing making love with a dragon is, especially Spike, and second, how did you know about that?”

The party mare started giggling. “Duh, I’m Pinkie Pie; I know everything about my friends. I can’t believe you thought you could plan out the kinkiest, most incredible, lifetime of a party without me. All six of us and Spike, you’re a genius, an evil genius!”

A sigh escaped Applejack’s mouth. “So ya’re not mad at us for not telling ya?”

Pinkie dismissively waved her hoof in the air. “Of course not, silly-filly. I mean look at Spike go! Plus, this way everyone gets to be happy, and you know me, I’m all about making everybody happy. But, I think Twilight won’t react quite as well.”

The fashionista’s ear flattened. “What makes you say that?”

She took a deep breath, and in one of the rare moments in her life, her face became completely serious. “For Twilight, Spike is like an anchor. He’s her oldest friend, and the only guy she really knows outside of her family. She won’t react well to finding out what he’s been doing with her friends behind her back. After all, she’s in love with that hunk of a reptile as much as any of us. Remember how she acted when she found Shining Armor was getting married?”

“So what should we do?” Rarity had feared the same problem since she had first conceived her harem plan. Twilight was the last and largest barrier in her perfect future.

Pinkie’s face returned to its usual happy, smile sporting self. “Nothing. We get the next turn with Spike, so leave it to him and me. Just make sure you keep Shy and Dashie with you tomorrow. You know how unpredictable Twilight can be. Throw me the necklace you made for me.

Rarity considered asking her how she had known, but obviously, Pinkie just had her ways. A necklace with a balloon shaped gem on it levitated over and was placed on the pink mare’s neck. “There you go, darling.

She gently ran a hoof over the jewelry. “Pretty. Now, let’s watch the rest of this.” She jumped into the air and landed without making a sound in one of the chairs around the table the crystal ball sat on.

Applejack lifted her seat back up and moved next to Pinkie, a small blush on her face. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to finish what you started before, sugarcube?”

Without taking her eyes off the magical orb, she addressed her friend, “Eenope. You two are being punished for making secret plans without me. You’ll just have to relieve yourselves afterwards. Oh look, they’re heading into Dashie’s room.”

Rarity took a seat next to Pinkie and playfully nudged her. “Tease.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Morning came to Ponyville as it did every day, birds sang, ponies began their work, and Rainbow Dash slept in; however, unlike normal, she wasn’t alone. She lay curled up against Spike with one of his large wings draped over her like a blanket, and in the other, Fluttershy snuggled up against him purring like a cat. Spike had managed to awake before either of them, used to Twilight telling him to get out of bed and start assisting. Now, he lay just outside the city in bed with two of her best friends and his; although now, lovers seemed a more appropriate term. Indeed, he did love them, just like Rarity and Applejack, for all their strengths and all their faults. Still, he couldn’t help but feel as if he had betrayed Twilight, and to a lesser extent, Pinkie. Spike knew Pinkie pretty well, having spent years helping her and the Cakes in her sugarcube corner, pulling tricks, getting pranked by her, and going on adventures with her, so it was with confidence he believed that Pinkie would be absolutely thrilled about what seemed to be happening with all of her friends and him. He had kept it from her, but she would be less concerned than Spike was, honestly. Twilight was a different story, though. They were childhood friends, she helped raise him, and they were practically siblings without being. He knew her better than anyone in the world, and this was going to bother Twilight Sparkle. He wasn’t sure at what point their relationship had gone from platonic to him falling for her. A few years after they had been in Ponyville, Rarity had definitely been the first to garner his affection. He had to face the music, even if it might be his own requiem playing. After a glance at the two mares he held firmly, but lovingly, in his embrace, he decided to at least enjoy this time with them first.

Across town in a large oak tree magically repurposed into a library, Twilight Sparkle sat staring are an empty bed in the basement. When Spike first had his growth spurt they had decided it was time for him to have his own room. Even if it was just downstairs, having him move out had been one of the saddest moments in her life. He was officially an adult, and it seemed like he didn’t need her anymore. She felt like he was slipping out of her control, and she knew that it was his life, but well, Twilight Sparkle, Celestia’s personal protégé, did not like not being in control. Maybe… maybe it was time to tell him how she really felt about him. How she… kinda, sorta… loved him. She banged her head against the wall. What was she thinking? This was not logical. They were practically family! And anyways… he was in love with Rarity, and Twilight was not oblivious, she saw the way her fashion oriented friend stared at the only one she had ever loved. They would be good to each other; why could that not be enough for her? Was it so wrong that she wanted to be happy too!?

Above Ponyville, Spike flew in and landed ready to begin his trek home. He had left two beloved mares with a kiss before he had taken flight. Fluttershy had nuzzled him sweetly before her fear of Angel starting a revolution over not getting fed got the best of her, and Rainbow Dash had done it so quickly that it seemed the wind had placed the tingling sensation on his lips. Her face had been red, obviously embarrassed, and Spike couldn’t help but think the normally tough Rainbow Dash looked rather cute rushing back into her house like a shy filly. Still, there were two very important mares he needed to talk to, and he was worried it might not go nearly as well. Admittedly, he was more concerned about Twilight. Pinkie’s usual happy mood and quick bounce backs made her a much more preferable target of his confession. Although, he was concerned she might be a little depressed and deflated by the news. She was fun, crazy, loveable, and much smarter than most gave her credit for, but she was not impervious to being hurt, emotionally or physically. He had seen her that way on a few occasions, and he had no interest in seeing it again, let alone being at fault for it. Pinkie’s life goal was to make everyone smile, but her own impossibly large grin was the one Spike enjoyed most. Watching her make others happy was like watching Rarity make a dress, the passion and energy was intoxicating. As his thoughts filled with images of the pink mare, his feet kept moving on.

Without realizing it, he had made his way to Sugarcube Corner. A familiar voice shouted out, “SPIKE! Over here!” Waving at him from the entrance was the same pony who had taken over his thoughts. He laughed; it seemed his mind and body had decided where to start without him ever realizing it.

Entering the bakery bought forth the wonderful smell of cupcakes, doughnuts, pie, and other wonderful pastry. Spike had to control himself not to just drool. Pinkie wasn’t alone, instead a light gray Pegasus colt and an orange Unicorn filly manned the counter behind her. “Hey, Pinkie, Pound, Pumpkin, how are you three?”

The twins tried to answer, but Pinkie appeared behind them giving them both a big, signature Pinkie hug. “We’re great! I just finished up all the baking for today, and these two are racking up the sales! You just missed a huge crowd of ponies in here for breakfast. In fact, it looks like it’s just the four of us.”

“Cool. Hey, Pinkie…” Spike wrung his hands nervously, “Do you think we could talk for a moment? I wanted to tell you something.”

Pinkie on the other hand just waved her hoof in the air dismissively. “We are talking silly. Let me guess what you wanted to talk about! How many guesses do I get?”

“I could just…” the sweet smile of the party mare defeated him without even trying. “How about three?”

“Okay!” She placed her hoof to her chin and let her tongue slid out of her mouth, deep in concentration. “You want a Chimmy-Cherry-Chonga!”

“Well that does sound good, but not what I was looking for.”

This time she got close to Spike, investigating him. “You finally learned how to break the fourth wall!”

Spike’s face contorted into utter confusion. “Wait… what?”

In response, Pinkie’s head turned in a seemingly random direction as she stared at what seemed like nothing. Pinkie being Pinkie he reasoned. “Never mind. Well, that leaves me with one guess right?”

“Um, yes?” Spike answered, still clearly confused.

She brushed her lips against his ear and whispered quietly into it so that Pound and Pumpkin couldn’t hear, “Is it that you slept with Rarity, Applejack, Dashie, and Fluttershy?”

He wasn’t sure how, but Spike felt like his face had gone white. He simply shook his head up and down.

Standing on two legs, she did a victory hoof pump into the air. “I win!”

Having found his voice, he asked the only thing that came to his mind, “How did you know?”

Moving in again, much to the agitation of the two twins, she let her breath come out heavy on his fin. “Pinkie Sense, when you get laid my wittle pink pussy moistens, and I can’t stop touching myself like a dirty little filly.”

From white to deep purple, as he tried to grasp something, anything, to say.

“Just kidding!”

It was then that Spike noticed the necklace, similar in style to Rainbow Dash’s. “Rarity told you.”

“Yep, but I knew beforehand. Pinkie is all knowing! Especially, about her friends and dragon.”

The drake was quick to enjoy a sigh of relief. “You’re not upset?”

This time, Pinkie took on the confounded look. “Did you really think I would be?”

“Not really, but I was still concerned you might be.” His voice dropped to almost a whisper, “I didn’t want to hurt you.”’

Bouncing around him, she put his worry to rest, “Silly, Spike, why would I be hurt? After all, now it’s my turn, right? Well, Twilight’s and my turn. And to beat you to the question, she doesn’t know. I thought it would be better if she heard it from the dragon’s mouth, as it were. I’ll be coming alone to support you and help her,” putting one hoof around his neck, she sat next to him with the other raised to the distance for emphasis, “so let’s go!”

With renewed faith, Spike felt like everything could work out just fine. “Alright!”

“But before that,” her normally sweet smile turned sly, “you owe me a prize for guessing right.”

Without warning, Pinkie Pie sprang forward catching Spike’s lips against her own. The feeling of smooth scales on soft fur was overwhelming. The kiss itself was simple, sweet, and shorter than either would have preferred.

“Go, Spike, get you some!” Pound shouted out, before getting punched playfully by his sister.

“More like, ‘Go, Pinkie Pie, get you some!’”

As Pinkie broke away, she smiled sweeter than Spike had ever seen. “Smokey, I like it!”

He suppressed the urge to laugh at her antics. “Sugar coated on this end.”

Unlike Spike, Pinkie did not even try to hold her laughter in. “See you two later. Spike and I have to go see a librarian about sharing.” With that the pair walked out of the bakery, smiles all around.

Pound turned to his sister. “I’m not sure yet, but my instincts are telling me that Spike is my hero.”

Pumpkin was not one for letting her brother escape an easy shot, “Have a thing for Aunty Pinkie Pie, hmm?”

He looked un-amused as he starred daggers into his sister. “No, shut up, but something about what just happened screamed win to me.”

She just rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Boys.”

Outside of Sugarcube Corner a very different scene unfolded. Pinkie hopped up and down as Spike walked humming a tune. “Hey, Spike.”

“What’s up, Pinkie?”

“Do you think I could ride on your back to the library?”

“Sure.” Spike stretched out like a cat, and Pinkie giddily jumped onto his back and lay down.

She quickly nuzzled into him, avoiding the spikes on his back. “So warm. No wonder Fluttershy and Rarity always find an excuse to get up here when we go adventuring.”

“You all end up sleeping on top of me, couldn’t have been that surprised, not that I’m complaining,” Spike said over his shoulder.

Pinkie sighed happily as she resisted the urge to fall asleep on the warm bed that was Spike. “Not our faults, you’re just too comfy not to.”

Always ready with a comeback, Spike never got the chance; instead, he was greeted with the rhythmic snoring of his passenger. It seemed odd that Ponyville’s resident ball of endless energy was asleep before it was even noon, but perhaps she had a long night. He decided it was best to let her sleep it off before they had to face Twilight. A shudder ran through his spine, and he gulped, thankfully Pinkie was unaffected. He would probably never tell her, but he was extremely grateful for her tagging along. She had so easily accepted it, and so fully embraced it. A flare for life so strong that no other being he had ever met could even compare. It was not that Pinkie was always happy, but that she always looked for the silver lining to make it better. The power of laughter and the importance of a being’s heart were concepts that never evaded the somewhat insane ball of pink fluff. Even with her harmless pranks, she always made everyone involved days better. Spike had played both the prankster and the prankie, and, he knew from experience, no one could be sad after her little jokes.

His reminiscing about his fond memories of Pinkie had made the trip to his home seem to take only seconds. Of course, he had spent so much time thinking about the mare on his back, that he had neglected to come up with a real plan for telling Twilight about his… relations with their friends. Now, his once inviting home seemed much more sinister and terrifying. At least, he was sure that Peewee would be happy to see him no matter what. He smacked his head against the door; enough self-wallowing, it was time to dragon up!

Spike’s impromptu headbutt of the door had two effects: First, it awoke the sleeping Pinkie Pie, and second, it alerted Twilight with a knock on the door causing her to open it, much to the dragon’s surprise. “Spike, you live here, why are you knocking? And… um… hey, Pinkie Pie, what bring you here, on Spike’s back, no less?”

Pinkie looked down at Ponyville’s librarian and the strongest magician in history, probably. “Hello, Twilight! Spike was kind enough to let me ride on his back on the way here, guess I nodded off.”

“Well, that was nice of him. Doesn’t really explain why you’re here though.”

Spike was well aware that the streets of Ponyville were not the best place to have the coming conversation. “Yeah, well, why don’t we go inside to talk? It probably seems a little strange to anyone passing by that were talking out here with your head sticking out the door and Pinkie curled up on my back.”

“Fair enough.” Twilight retreated back into her home with Spike and Pinkie in tow. “So, how was Rainbow Dash’s?”

Spike played with the spikes on the back of his head nervously. “About that…”

Her eyes flashed with panic as she imagined what Spike might have done. “Oh no, you didn’t burn her house down with your snoring did you?”

“What? No, she lives in a cloud, how would that even work?”

Pinkie appeared next to Twilight, to everyone but her own surprise. “Spike, you need to tell Twilight, and Twilight, you need to listen to Spike without interrupting. I need laser vision, pew, pew, pew.”

Twilight gave Pinkie a confused look. “Okay then. Spike, what is it you need to tell me about last night.”

“Well, um…” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I slept with Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash.” Spike prepared for the worst, and Twilight delivered by turning around and walking towards the stairs.

“I see. I’m glad you had fun going around and fucking all of our friends, except Pinkie, apparently. I have some things I need to do upstairs; I’ll be down later, unless you’re too busy doing Pinkie to be here.” Drops of water hit the stairs as Twilight broke into a gallop, leaving Spike speechless.

Pinkie sat next to Spike enjoying a cookie. “Well, that could have gone better. Good cookies by the way.”

Spike’s mouth hung open as he looked at her. “You think? Forget it; I have to talk to her.”

Rushing up the tear covered steps, Spike attempted to enter Twilight’s room. The door was locked, but he quickly picked it with his claws. It did little good as he bursted into the door to find Pinkie on Twilight’s bed looking at him. “Could have just asked me to open the door.”

Ignoring Pinkie’s usual impossible appearance, he looked around the room. “Where’s Twilight?”

“She teleported out of here.”

Self-loathing filled the drakes heart as flash backs of his greed getting the better of him years ago filled his head. “Great, classic even, Spike hurting the ones he loves because he can’t control himself. Why am I such a useless idiot?”

“Spike,” Pinkie then slapped him across his face, “you are the most caring, helpful, and fantastic existence I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Don’t go selling yourself short now. You did what you did because you truly love the other girls, just like how you love Twilight… and me,” Pinkie blushed at the last part, making Spike temporary forget his problem and notice how cute she looked in the uncommon state.

Getting his head back in the game, “So what do we do now? We can’t just leave her alone… wherever she is.”

“You know the hill where Twilight goes for her stargazing, well I mean obviously you do, but head there right before nightfall. I’ll take care of the rest okay.”

He pawed at the floor nervously, his gut telling him something was wrong. “Pinkie, I don’t feel right about having you clean up my mess.”

The pink mare broke into hysterical laughter. “I’m not gonna make everything better with a wave of a wand, that’s still on you, Spike. I’m simply going to help make it easier for you to make it up to the two of us. So you better be ready to woo two very special mares.”

Spike smiled for the first time since entering the library. “Al…right? Pinkie where did you go? Pinkie?!” The mare had completely disappeared.

Twilight sat alone on a hill, where but a few days ago all of her friends and her dragon had a picnic, crying. Now they had all gone behind her back and done something… well it was not wrong, but it still hurt. She had always suspected that she might lose Spike to Rarity, deep down, even accepted it, but for him to get together with all of them. Was she not good enough? Was Pinkie not good enough? What was Spike thinking, sleeping with the other girls? Had even told them about each other? Just what the hell was going on? It did not make any sense, and she hated when things did not make sense.

“Hey ya, Twilight?”

Without even looking up, Twilight addressed the voice, “I’m not in the mood for a party, Pinkie.”

Pinkie took a seat next to her friend and placed her hoof over her should protectively. “I know, but how about some answers?”

It simply burst out of Twilight’s mouth, “How are you not furious with him? I know you like him; I’ve seen the way you always work your way through the crowd to dance with him at your parties.”

Pinkie smiled at her friend, but there was a hint of sorrow behind it. “When I first found out, I was a little conflicted, but I think you need to understand everything that’s happening here first.”

“Then explain it to me!” Twilight pleaded, turning to her friend as tears ran down her face.

“Do you promise to listen all the way through and save your questions till we’re done?”

“I Pinkie Promise, okay?” She ran through the motions associated with the most sacred of promises. “Just tell me.”

Satisfied, Pinkie began her tale, “What you said is true, I love Spike. Rarity, Applejack, Dashie, Fluttershy, and you also love Spike. Spike loves, well, all of us back. It’s easy to see the problem when you look at it linearly, six mares, one Spike. Let me ask you though, Twilight, would you be willing to be with Spike if it meant hurting me and the other girls?”

The question hit her hard, but the answer itself was easy, “Of course not.”

“And neither would we, nor would Spike. So then, we could all hold our feelings in and be miserable together, but that seems stupid. Hmm what to do, what to do? What if, everybody could win, but how? Spike is the key to everyone’s happiness, but who said he could only unlock one door. Get it?” Pinkie looked at her friend expectantly as she watched the dots connect.

“Um… not really.” Then, as if by magic, Twilight’s face lit up. “Wait, are you saying that we could all be with Spike?”

“Exactly, these were the kind of thought that led Rarity to come up with her harem plan. All six of us and Spike together as one big couple! I’m not surprised Rarity came up with it, but I think you being the smart filly you are would have too, with a little more time. So, Rarity set her plan in motion bringing us in one by one, to sleep with Spike two by two. First her and Applejack, then she used Rainbow Dash to get Fluttershy, and finally, she planned for us to come in and have our fun with Spike! I found out when she was explaining her plan to Dashie. I had been walking by when I heard them talking, and ashamedly, I eavesdropped on the conversation. Having Rarity withhold her plan from me hurt a little, but she had our best interest in mind, even if there were more honest and straightforward ways to go about it. I think Rarity was afraid that if one of us declined the rest would jump on with them, and so she planned on dividing and conquering. Spike never knew what was happening, but I know that he was really worried about his actions. Rainbow Dash told him that she and Fluttershy knew what happened with him, Rarity, and Applejack, calming his concern a bit, but then, he started worrying about you and me. His decision to come clean to us about his actions with the others was entirely his own. I understand that you feel betrayed, but I want you to give him a chance to make it up to us. We’ll get Rarity back later.”

Twilight sat up, her breathing slowly returned to normal, and her face became just a little darker. “I don’t like what Rarity did, but I can’t argue with her logic either. Still, I’m not sure I can be… intimate with another mare, no offence Pinkie, you’re quite adorable and beautiful. It just seems a little, weird.”

“That’s okay, Twilight. We’ll see how things go and decide from there; I would never make you do anything you weren’t comfortable with. Now, if I know Spike, and of course I do, duh, I bet he’s just finished setting up a rather magical date for the three of us on my insistence. Shall we?” Pinkie offered one of her best friends in the world her hoof.

Twilight wiped the last of her tears away and let Pinkie help her up. “Okay, but it better be magical, or I’ll banish Spike to the moon.”

Both girls laughed as Pinkie led the way to their meeting place, dusk settling in around them.

Spike had to call in a few favors, but he had managed to set up a lovely little picnic for the three of them with the help of the Cakes. Of course, their assistance had come with a price. Mostly, Mr. Cake pulling him to the side and saying, “Spike, you’re a great dragon, but if you hurt my niece, you better fly as far as you can and hope I never catch you. Now, have fun on your date.” The memory drove a shiver down his spine, but this wasn’t about him, it was about the girls. He had prepared a few salads, some bread, a bottle of wine, courtesy of Rarity, a fruit salad, and laid it all out on the picnic basket. The sky was clear and a quickly written letter promised to make the night perfect. And so, he waited.

It wasn’t long before the two mares he was waiting for made their appearance. Twilight was not crying, but her eyes were still red from when she was. “Pinkie, Twilight-”

Twilight cut him off with a gentle hoof to the head. “Spike, I want you to know that… I’m sorry. I might have overreacted a bit and running away wasn’t the best way to deal with our problem; however, I’m still not exactly happy with you, so you had better make tonight special for Pinkie and me. Show us exactly how much you care for us.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, and I have every intention of showing you two exactly how much I love you,” he admitted with a small blush.

Never one to be left out for long, Pinkie took a deep breath of the aroma coming from the food. “This smells delicious, Spike. You’re one quick cook.”

“I had some help from the Cakes. So let’s enjoy ourselves, shall we?” He motioned to the blanket and waited for Pinkie and Twilight to sit down first before taking his own seat across from them.

He quickly made up their plates and handed them out, alone with a glass of wine each. They ate the meal in relative silence, too busy enjoying the food to converse among one another.

Pinkie was the first to finish and looked up into the night sky. “It’s so beautiful.”

Spike joined her in admiring the world above them. “It’s easy to see why Twilight loves it out here so much. You have good taste, Twi.”

“It is a very nice night,” Twilight stared directly into his eyes, “but I hope you don’t think you’re off the hook that easily.”

Spike smiled slyly a he asked a question, that sounded more like a challenge, “What if I moved the heavens to make it up to you?”

She rolled her eyes as she imagined Spike trying to move the stars. “Okay, that would impress me.” As if on cue, a meteor shower enveloped the sky.

“Pretty!” Pinkie exclaimed, her eyes going large in a way only Pinkie’s could.

Dumfounded Twilight watched the beautiful pieces of rock soar through the darkness. “You didn’t? How would you even?”

Spike lay down on his back and used his arms as a head rest. “Let’s just say, Luna owed me a favor.”

As they watched the amazing display of Luna’s art in the night sky, without realizing it, Pinkie and Twilight had cuddled up next to Spike and were lying in his arms, his wings improvised as blankets as their head lay against his chest. It finally ended and in its wake, the stars spelled out, “I’m sorry, I love you, all of you. - Spike”

“Okay,” Spike looked down as Twilight kissed him, “I forgive you.” Her cheeks flushed red as she tasted him on her lips, her first kiss.

Turning a darker shade of purple himself, he replied, “It means the world and then some to me. Now, how about some des- Pinkie!”

The mare in question had her face in a now empty pie tin. “Woopsie. Don’t worry, we can head back to the library and I’ll make you two the most delicious desert ever!”

Twilight stood up and waited for Spike to follow her lead, which he did somewhat reluctantly. The picnic was packed up, and, in a flash of purple light, the trio stood inside the library. “Okay, Pinkie, amaze us,” Twilight playfully demanded.

“Alrighty!” The pink mare bounced into the kitchen, leaving Spike and Twilight alone.

“So, how was the kiss?” Twilight asked, for purely scientific reasons of course she told herself, as she avoided eye contact with the drake.

Tapping his claws against his chin, he appeared deep in thought. “A little awkward, but very cute, and it tasted just like grapes. I think adorkable describes it best.”

Twilight face flushed further. “I hate you.”

Grinning as largely as he could, “You love me.”

“Yes I do, but you love me back.” She rested her purple hoof against his chest, right where his heart was.

“Eeyup.” They both shared a laugh at Spike’s impersonation. “I wonder how long Pinkie will-”

Answering his question before it could be asked, Pinkie’s voice shouted out from the kitchen, “All done, get in here! It’s cold!”

The two entered the kitchen together, and their jaws dropped together. Lying on the table completely exposed was Pinkie Pie, covered in lines of whipped cream and chocolate sauce. The most interesting of which, was right over her marehood, and had a cherry on top. Two more cherries could be found near each of her nipples, along with a small mound of whip cream and chocolate. “Dig in!”

Now, Spike’s first instinct screamed at him to lick that pony clean and then some, but the more realistic part of his brain reminded him of everything he’d gone through already. He looked to Twilight, hoping for some sort of compliance.

Twilight on the other hand, could not seem to tear her attention away from Pinkie’s more personal areas. It was so bold, and it looked delicious. Still, her willingness to take part in another mare was… questionable. “Pinkie, I’m not sure I can-”

Pinkie propped herself up carefully. “Twilight, come here.”

As soon as Twilight got into range before she could say anything, Pinkie kissed her. She melted into the furry lips of her friend as her body heat rose. “Well, you only live once, right?”

Shooting Twilight a sultry half lidded look she explained, “I have wanted to do that since you first mentioned some hot mare on mare action.”

Twilight’s face darkened as she hear the confession. “I didn’t put it quite that way.”

She waved her hoof dismissively before laying back down. “Details.”

Looking over at the impressively in control dragon, she move her head towards Pinkie’s chest and licked up some of the toppings, causing Pinkie to giggle as her friend’s tongue tickled her. “What are you waiting for, Spike? It’s rude not to enjoy someone else’s hard work, especially a mare’s.”

Spike reaction was to jump next to Pinkie Pie and use his long reptilian tongue to lick up a large trail of the dessert. Without warning he kissed Twilight, slipping his freshly coated tongue into her defenseless mouth. Twilight moaned in pleasure as Spike worked his past experiences into making it as perfect as possible. Pinkie watched excitedly as she felt a unique warmth emanate from lower in her body. “What about me? I want some, too!”

Spike retreated from Twilight, most of the whipped cream and chocolate being left in her mouth. He took another hit from Pinkie’s body before kissing her. Unlike Twilight, Pinkie was fully prepared; she used her tongue to enter Spike’s mouth and attempt to steal the sweet, sticky goodness from within. She tried not to laugh as she thought of how she had similar plans for Twilight later.

Pulling away slowly, Spike stared at the flushed cheeks of his sugar infused love. “How was that?”

“Fantastic,” she announced dreamily.

During Spike and Pinkie’s make out session, Twilight had moved herself lower down her friend’s body. She was not quite feeling too adventurous just yet, but the twin cherry covered mounds called to her. She steeled her nerves and snatched the cherry right off the top, swallowing it quickly. Next, she dove right into her target, mouth wide open. Using her tongue she quickly lapped away at the distractions and found the real treasure, a hard, excited nipple. She slid against it teasingly, gaining a moan from Pinkie and her and Spike’s attention.

Spike took advantage of Pinkie’s distraction to move to the second of the two peaks. He followed Twilight’s example and got to work clearing his play space, his forked tongue flicking away Pinkie as he did so.

Pinkie was practically drooling; her self-control escaped her though as Twilight and Spike stopped their teasing, and started their sucking. The warm breath of two of the beings she cherished most in the world against her nipples was unbearable as they seemed to be trying to getting any milk she might have. Her body arched in pleasure, elated screams of joy escaping her mouth, as they intensified their tag team effort stretching and squishing her with in their mouths. Their teeth were cold against her skin, but it felt so good. In seconds she would lose all control and- just like that it stopped. Pinkie looked down a drunken but disappointed smile on her face. Her disappointment didn’t last as she saw that Spike and Twilight had moved further south, between her legs. Each wore an evil smile, and a whip cream moustache. For once her life, Pinkie did not have time to comment as they attacked together. Twilight went high, biting playfully at her friends now erect clit, as well as, the walls of her soaking wet, chocolate covered, furry, pink lips. Her scientific mind noted the particularly salty and strangely, cotton candy tasting addition to the whipped cream and chocolate. It seemed Pinkie was enjoying herself quite a bit. Spike on the other hand, had aimed a little lower at the puckered, and very tight looking, topping covered button. He’d seen Rainbow Dash in the mirror with Fluttershy, and his curiosity got the better of him. He pressed his tongue in slowly, watching as Pinkie writhed in pleasure and pain from his entrance.

Pinkie was quickly losing what little of her sanity she had. Spike’s tongue had worked its way pretty deep inside of her causing her to cringe and sigh with every millimeter. Twilight had begun lapping roughly against her, before pushing right in. Pinkie’s eyes rolled up towards the ceiling as she failed to make words and simply let out ecstasy laced vocalizations of all kinds. The orgasm hit her hard, and she couldn’t have been more thankful as her entire body seemed to relax at once, the tension pouring out of her and right into Twilight’s mouth. The rest gushed out onto Spike’s tongue as he withdrew it from her. Her tongue had long since escaped her mouth as drool dripped down her cheek. She could not help but laugh intoxicatedly as she thought about the mess Twilight now had to clean up off her table and floor. Her amusement in the matter was cut short as Spike kissed her passionately, the taste of smoke, whipped cream, chocolate, salt, and cotton candy, oddly enough, filled her mouth. As soon as he finished, Twilight followed suit and added grapes to the plethora of tastes assaulting Pinkie’s mouth. With her friends retreat she finally managed to make a coherent word, “Yummy.”

Spike offered her his claw to help her off the table, but she sprang up on her own, licking her lips. She shook her body, throwing what little was left of the whipped cream and chocolate onto the floor; Twilight made a mental note, have Spike clean that up later.

Leaning over so only Spike could hear her, “Were the other girls this energized after… um…”

“Cumming? No, Dash was pretty fast to recover, but it was more relaxed… or horny.” He shrugged. “Pinkie.”

Avoiding eye contact like her life depended on it, she softly nodded her head. “I see.”

“To Twilight’s room! I’ll race you!” Pinkie charged for the stairs without any other warning.

“Not that easily you don’t!” Hot on her tail, Spike sprang forward on all four, muscles pumping.

After a quick facehoof, Twilight lit her horn up and prepared to teleport. If you can’t beat them, cheat. The familiar feeling of space and time bending around her passed quickly as she found herself on her bed, just as Pinkie Pie flew through the door, Spike soaring over her in a mighty leap. “I win, slow pokes.”

Spike looked over at Pinkie, an amused and almost sinister look on his face. “She cheated, can’t let her get away with that, now can we?”

“Nope, nope, nope. And I know just how to punish her.” Jumping straight for the bed, causing Twilight to flinch back, Pinkie submerged under the bed. “Got it!”

Twilight wondered what, it, might be until an alarm went off in her head. Pinkie couldn’t possibly know about that, could she?

As if answering the librarian’s mental question, the smile loving mare reappeared from under the bed with a black chest. She had single-hoofedly uncovered one of Twilights biggest secrets. The lid came off effortlessly as Pinkie revealed the contents to the world. Why had she not put a magical lock on it?!

The horrible secret of the red velvet lined chest was a very large and unique collection of sex toys. Dildos, vibrators, handcuffs, paddles, crops, ball and ring gags, clothes pins, and some things neither Spike nor Pinkie even recognized. Twilight had quite the extensive collection; it was always the quiet ones. Spike however, had not quite made the connection. “You keep stashes like this in ponies’ houses, Pinkie? For what, dildo emergencies?”

Pinkie laughed devilishly, looking over at a very embarrassed Twilight. “They’re not mine, are they Twilight?”

Doing her best Fluttershy impersonation, “Um… no… they’re… mine,” she finished with a weak smile.

Starting to pull things out of the box, Pinkie placed a few things to the side. “Geez, Twilight, you have one impressive collection. I bet you get some of these things from Canterlot, huh? Funny thing, only a few of these bad boys are stallion shaped, the majority are all suspiciously draconic.” Pinkie shot Twilight a very amused and sexy look. “Been preparing yourself for someone, have you? Does his name rhyme with pike?”

Twilight’s face no longer showed any of its normal purple hue, now it was completely red. She could feel her tail moistening with every accusation; Pinkie was some kind of evil seductress. That had to be it; okay, maybe not, but still.

Pinkie took a deep breath in through her nose, giving Twilight her best bedroom eyes. “Someone is getting awfully excited, is it you Twilight?”

Without consent from her brain, her head moved slowly up and down.

Pulling out a rather large, purple, dragon shaped dildo, she inspected it closely. “I have to say, some of these are pretty big. I’d be worried about going to deep accidentally. I mean look at this thing; I bet it would cause some kind of bulge in my little pony belly.”

It took all of Twilight’s concentration to not look directly where Spike’s more… personal parts would be. “I don’t use the bigger ones, they’re more for… mental preparation.”

Grabbing a similar toy that was a tad smaller, but still quite large, she held it before Twilight. “Oh, well what about these other big ones? You can’t tell me you have all of these and don’t use them?”

Het hoofs clapped softly against one another nervously. “I read that dragons have two phalluses. I wanted to prepare myself for the second... there was only one place it could go.”

Pinkie’s face lit up as she heard the confession. She tapped the rubber against her hoof creating a small smack. “You stick this in your butt!” Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and she licked the toy from the base to the tip. “What do you think about that Spike?’

Giving his best toothy grin, Spike replied, “Seems like something a naughty little filly would do.”

Pinkie shook her head in disagreement though. She gave Twilight an almost patronizing look, defiantly belittling, but also very sexy. “No, it sounds more like a dirty mare to me, training her ass for her love with all of these. How many times have you sat up here and fantasized about Spike while this penetrated your tailhole and any number of these other toys pleasured you, with him right down stairs? I bet it was every chance you had; you couldn’t help yourself. I don’t blame you; look at that fine piece of drake.”

Twilight mumbled something.

Spike played with her further, raising his claw to his ear. “I can’t hear you, Twi?”

Shouting to the heavens, Twilight whiningly demanded satisfaction, “I can’t take it anymore! Do whatever you want to me! Just, stop teasing me and start doing something!”

Pinkie tapped the fake phallus against her chin, “Okie Dokie Lokie, but you have to roll over and show us where these belong first.”

Twilight complied, flipping onto her stomach and exposing herself completely. Her legs and tail were soaked, and now, with the help of gravity, her nice, round flank and the tight, little star that granted entrance to it were becoming equally wet. The source of the dampness was a beautiful purple flower begging for attention as it dripped onto her body. “Please,” she begged.

Pinkie quickly threw three small cylinders at Spike, who caught one in each claw and the last was grabbed reflexively with his tail, vibrators. For herself, Pinkie chose a medium sized blue vibrator, switching it on. Spike followed her example and turned all of on as high as they would go. He moved one claw and his tail to Twilight’s nipples, starting to tease them mercilessly. The final one, he placed directly on her very ready clit, causing her to stretch backwards while moaning in pleasure, but it was not over yet. Pinkie ran the vibrating toy around the edge of her target, allowing herself one final tease. Twilight reacted by lubricating herself even more than she already was, some dripping on the toy. She slowly pushed it in, the vibrations shaking her friend to the core, causing her to gasp for air. Every inch she slipped in slower and slower, making Twilight feel every push and pulse, and adding to her anticipation for the next centimeter.

Twilight’s beautiful, exceptional mind was turning to mush as her lust washed over her. She could not focus on anything but the treatment of her once private areas as Spike and Pinkie did their thing. Her ass hurt, but it felt so good as the toy worked its way in. Spike had obviously learned the secrets to a mare’s body from the other girls, as he teased her with exceptional accuracy. She could feel the gates ready to burst, nothing could stop them now. And then, without any warning, Spike slid his tongue straight into her, going as deep as he dared in a single movement. It was all Twilight could take, her orgasm poured out of her like a waterfall as she rode down the rapids of her release, her entire body shaking in pleasure.

Spike swallowed most of it greedily, but held a little of it in his mouth. With Twilight finally refocusing, and looking directly at him and Pinkie, he put his lips against Pinkie’s and shared his reward with her. Pinkie gulped it down glutinously, relishing every drop.

Spike tossed the three vibrators he had back into the chest, while Pinkie jumped onto the bed and pulled Twilight towards her. They now lay on their sides facing one another, as the vibrator in Twilight continued draining its battery. Pinkie revealed herself, using her front hoof to hold her leg up. Following her example, Twilight lifted her leg and placed her hoof at her waist, keeping it open.

Looking over at Pinkie, Twilight smiled, signaling her agreement to Pinkie’s unasked question. And so, Pinkie told Spike what he had been waiting for. “We’re ready.”

Twilight gave Spike a small smile. “Be gentle.”

Spike returned the gesture and hugged both of them, reassuring them for what was to come. “Of course.”

While he had grown a bit accustom to it, he could not help but still feel a tad embarrassed as he released himself from the hiding place in his scales. Both girls stared, Pinkie drooled as she imagined all the fun they would be having with them, and Twilight tried to rationalize about the length and width, but the thrill and excitement made that pretty much impossible. The constant vibrations shaking her ass weren’t helping either.

Taking his place, he brought himself to their lips. They both shuddered slightly as they felt his warmth against them. He started sliding in, watching himself slip into them. The feeling of becoming one with their dragon, their love, was amazing, even if it was just the tip. They sighed contently as they felt themselves being filled. However, it was not long before Spike came to the part that he cherished most, but also regretted the most. In one movement, he would both claim them as his with their willing lose, and he would have to hurt them. It was bittersweet, but he was happy that they had granted him the honor and the reasonability. He broke through, as painlessly as possible for both of them. However, it was not enough to stop their pain. He bowed down and wrapped his arms around them as the three of them held each other close. The girls cried into his chest as he ran his claws soothingly down their backs and calmed them with his voice. After a few minutes, that felt like a small eternity, the tears stopped and Spike lifted himself off of them slightly. Pinkie wore a smile, classic of her attitude towards life, and kissed his cheek gratefully. Twilight opted for kissing him directly on the lips, before gently whispering into his ear, “Thank you.”

He lay with them for a few seconds allowing them to adjust a little more before he began, the only sound in the room coming from the vibrator. Twilight was clearly fighting her own battle with the toy, and Spike realized that if he didn’t start soon it might be too late. “We’re going to start now, nice and slow.” Getting back up, he took a moment to note the small trail of blood flowing from both of them. He worked carefully, getting into a gentle pace and pushing further in with every thrust. His hips moved faster as he reached the halfway point, both mares voicing their pleasure quite loudly.

Twilight managed to squeak out a quick compliment, “Better than I ever imagined.”

“It’s like something’s dancing inside of me, and it feels so gooooood,” Pinkie added excitedly.

Moving a bit quicker now, Spike placed his hands on the bed for balance. The incredible feeling of entering and exiting two of his loves was so intense. Their bodies attempted to hold him in as they squeezed tightly around him. He could even feel some of the vibrations from Twilight’s toy. The sweat glistened off of their fur beautifully as they moaned, music to his ears.

Twilight was feeling amazing as Spike filled her with an almost feral lust. The constantly pleasing reminder of what Pinkie had left inside of her when she had joined Twilight in bad was becoming too much. She had to do something to get Pinkie back and bring her closer to her breaking point. That’s when it caught her eye, a medium sized blue clear dildo. She reached out with her telekinesis and grabbed it, a impressive feat considering how hard it was to concentrate. She brought it over to the bed and quickly rubbed it in the liquids staining her sheets, her liquids. With a wicked smile she lined the toy up, and in one shot, drove it half way into Pinkie’s ass like a missile.

The unexpected intrusion caused Pinkie to scream in a combination of burning pain and incredible pleasure. Twilight had made no intention of being gentle for her revenge, and it had felt so amazing. She had barely managed to stop herself from cumming right then and there. Twilight was not done yet though, as she took the now Pinkie skewering piece of rubber and began moving it in rhythm with Spike. If Pinkie was going down, she was doing it swinging. She placed a quick kiss on Twilight’s mouth before pulling away and making their tongues wrestle freely in the open air in front of them.

The extra motivation was simply too much for any of them to handle. Spike pushed himself all the way in and released into them. His hands had slipped from their spot, but thankfully he had been able to move them between the two mares who were now screaming his name to the heaven.

Pinkie felt the sudden heated explosion inside of her instantly. It collided with her own orgasm mixing inside of her body in the most incredible way. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her, as Spike’s sticky cream filling coated her inside shot after shot, until it spilled out from between them.

The thoughts faded from Twilight’s head as a plethora of pretty lights filled her vision. She loved the way Spike’s cum warmed her insides as her body found its own peak of pleasure and rode it all the way to the bottom. Their combined excitement escaped from her body, the strange sensation adding to her already immense pleasure.

Spike managed to carefully lower himself down and embrace his two new lovers. Feeling content, he got back up to remove himself from the two of them.

Her hooves massaged her stomach as Twilight hummed happily, appreciating her new found fullness. “That was amazing, Spike. We’ll have to do it a lot more often from now on.” She gave him a wink as she cooed.

Pinkie was practically glowing as she stared at him with her eyes in a very naughty way. “Wowie, zowie, Spike, I guess we’ll just have to call this a Pinkie, Cream, Pie!” Her laughter was infectious as Twilight and Spike joined in at her little pun.

It took Spike a second to realize that he had forgotten something important. He slowly pulled the two toys out of the mares, garnering both sounds of appreciation and complaint as they popped out. They had left two small gaping holes in their wake, and Spike enjoyed watching as his seed and their juices slowly slid in from above. “It would be such a shame to waste all of Twilight’s preparation. How do you two feel about another go?”

Twilight’s eye lit up excitedly at the suggestion and Pinkie seductively shook her ass back and forth in anticipation.

Taking that as his okay, he lifted both mares’ flanks into the air while their shoulders and upper back supported their weight. It looked slightly uncomfortable, but the soft bed took most of the blow out of it. At this angle he would be able to push all the way in with little effort.

“Stop staring and do it already; it’s embarrassing,” Twilight whined, rather adorably.

Pinkie replied by giving her a kiss on the cheek, making her face even redder.

Never one to keep a lady waiting, Spike pressed against them gently before penetrating. Twilight bit her lip to stop from crying out; Pinkie shed a few tears before wiping them away quickly and replacing them with a smile. Once again, Spike gave them a moment to adjust, which only took a fraction of the time thanks to the toys work earlier. He started out, the sound of his slow motions filling the room as he enjoyed the extra tightness provided by the less conventional choice.

Twilight loved every movement the drake made as she felt him inside her. She was thankful for the time she had put in with her training. The pain was still there, but it was less than she imagined it would be, and was easily outdone by the immense pleasure and heat coming off of Spike. Of course, she was well aware the lubrication provided by their previous love making was doing its part to make the experience all the more pleasant.

Pinkie was having the time of her life as Spike pounded her fluffy pink tushie. His experience rang true as he seemed to ease through the less fun part, but even the pain added to her overall excitement and joy. His natural draconic warmth seemed to help ease away the discomfort. Had she been Twilight, she probably would have thought of that as some sort of evolutionary trait included with the twins to make it more enjoyable, but being Pinkie, she was more interested in how it would feel when he released his much hotter cum deep into her.

The pace increased drastically as Spike started hilting himself against their flanks, loud slapping sounds filling the air. Joining them were moans of unimagined euphoria from the two mares as they roughly used their hooves to stimulate the rest of their bodies, and occasionally, the others. Spike felt himself getting close and made one last ditch effort to push them over with him. His tail rose from behind him and snaked it way around him.

Twilight was completely unprepared as one of the spikes on his tail slowly entered into her. It wasn’t overtly sharp, but it had a decent girth to it, stretching her wide. It seemed Spike had come up with a few tricks of his own, and they were so very good. As if to add a final nail to the coffin, his claw roughly grasped at her cutie mark, forcing her tongue from her mouth as she gasped in ecstasy.

Next to Twilight, Pinkie arched her back while screaming in pleasure. Spike had taken the spade on his tail and rolled into a more, somewhat awkward, cylinder and pushed into her. He thrust in and out covering it with her juices and his. She writhed in pleasure with each double thrust the dragon provided. He clasped onto her flank in just the right spot.

Spike starred at the sweat covered mares shaking beneath him in untold, almost forbidden, pleasure. The combination of everything finally accumulated into one giant orgasm and scream that filled the room as Spike deposited an additional load into them and they squirted upwards all over his chest, tail, and their asses.

Pinkie had been right, the new mind numbing warmth shooting into her combined amazingly with the waterfall of overwhelming happiness that coursed through out her entire body. She imagined his tail slip out of her, completely soaked, and the white goodness pouring out of her no stretched ass because her little pony rear could not handle it all. It was not so much her imagination as it was the view Spike happily received.

Twilight welcomed the powerful burst into her as she tried to focus on Spike through the blur. She knew it would shoot out of her just like the first soothingly hot load had. She could barely breathe as her own cascaded through her in a giant ripple effect of immense euphoria. A smile overtook her face, Spike and her had finally become one, an event she feared may never happen. Rarity was still in the doghouse, but it would be one hell of a nice doghouse.

The mental, emotional, and physical exhaustion finally caught up with Spike as he collapsed onto the bed. He had just enough energy to avoid falling to roughly onto the girls as he felt himself recede out of them. “So, forgive me now?”

Twilight snuggled into Spike as he wrapped his arms around her and Pinkie. “It was very good coitus.”

Pinkie looked at Twilight as if she’d grown a second head. “We didn’t have coitus, we had sex, silly.”

“Of course we did. The point is, there were better ways to go about this, but I’m glad you were honest about it to me. I forgive you.” She gave him a light kiss on the lips.

Turning towards Pinkie, he asked her, “And how about you, Pinkie?”

Smiling her signature smile, she nuzzled Spike’s neck. “I forgave you long ago.”

His eye lids felt heavy in his eyes as he embraced them warmly, wrapping them in his wings. “I love you two.”

“And we love you,” they managed before slipping into the best sleep they had ever had.