It was already late afternoon when Spike began to wake. He shifted left and shifted right a bit, relieving and also introducing his leg to more wetness. He remembered then where he was. The shadows were already growing long as he began to open his eyes, and gone was the refracted dance of sunlight that spilled out from the fountain. He began reaching around his chest, looking for Rainbow’s wild mane of musky yet womanly delicious perfumed hair, but, only a trace of it wafted from where her head once rested upon him. It was a bit lonely then. Spike could use at least a little, lingering company from her.

“Hnnnnhhhh…guess she went inside…” Spike groaned as he rose, blinking the sleep from his eyes and scratching the area at the back of his head that was previously lying upon the stone of the bench. He retrieved his wet and somewhat wrinkly leg from the fountain’s pool and wrung out its fur.

Spike looked around, taking in the quiet and the sights, listening to a light birdsong coming from some nearby bush and watching the golden rays of sunlight slowly make way for the cool evening shade. It was getting lonely, and a bit chilly, so, he wandered back towards the sanctuary of Rarity’s tower.

After a minute or two, taking the long way out of the maze, Spike had made his way across the gardens and into the kitchen. None of the girls were there. So, he strolled on forwards to the lounge, where all the girls were situated in a sort of school circle around Miss Luna. Upon hearing Spike’s footsteps, they turned and regarded him…with a somewhat troubled look upon their faces. Some of the girls were forcing a half grin while the others were facing him, yet, they looked away with an air of disappointment.

“Hey, ladies,” Spike broke the silence, “…uh…what’s goin’ on?”

The young ladies began fidgeting then, looking this way and that, scratching the backs of their heads and shuffling their feet. They also looked at each other, with an urging gaze in their eyes, as if they wanted anyone other than themselves to say something.

Rarity, looking downward and pursing her lips together, gathered up the courage and stepped forward. “…Ehm, Spiike…we…I’m dreadfully sorry, but, we have some bad news that’s…a good deal troublesome to impart.”

‘Bad news’, Spike pondered. It indeed was on the tip of his tongue, when considering his situation, but, it never occurred to him that it would become a reality. “I…I see. Lemme guess…” Spike forced himself, but, the least he could do for everyone’s troubles was ease the weight of telling the news…even though he himself did not want to say it. “…There’s no cure or, uh, counter…spell to what’s happened to me, is there?”

The ladies silently confirmed it. Some joined hands before themselves…most turned away or looked toward the ground.

“…I’m so terribly sorry, Spike. I didn’t mean for this to happen to you.” Miss Luna shook her head and spoke with deep regret.

“…I…well…I can’t say that it’s all alright, but, I mean, you weren’t yourself, and…hey…what if we copy the situation and try…” Spike suddenly perked up, thinking that, if the conditions were duplicated, the same actions might be able to pull him out of it.

“I thought of that myself, Spike, but…I was in a drunken stupor. Considering what I’ve done already…”

“…Who knows what might happen if we do it again?” Spike finished Miss Luna’s sentence.

She regretfully nodded in reply.

“…Yeah…you’re right.” Spike thought and thought, as the silence in the room became unbearable. He then said, “Hey,” with a defeated yet optimistic point of view in his voice, “this was an honest mistake, right? And I’m sure that Twilight can find a cure for me in OUR Equestria. Why…the place is just teaming with magic, after all.”

Miss Luna and the girls slowly came around, picking up their spirits and pulling their hopes up off the ground.

They smiled and nodded towards each other as Spike continued to encourage them. “Yeah…with the best forces of magic available…in fact…I’m sure of it. I mean, think about how powerful Equestrian magic is, just between us here. There’s no harm done! We’ll get me fixed up in no time!”

“Hey, yeah! He’s right! Let’s not forget the fall formal!” Rainbow Dash yelled and the rest of them nearly cheered. “That was SO…AWESOME!” she finished with a squeal.

As the girls began high-fiving each other, Miss Luna, smiling warmly, came forward to embrace Spike for salvaging her dignity. “Thank you, Spike. I am SO SORRY for doing this to you.”

Spike embraced back, gently and warmly. “Hey, s’alright, Princess…er, Miss Luna. It was a mistake, right?” They pulled back from each other and Spike reached up to wipe a stray tear from Miss Luna’s eyes. “…’sides.” Spike began giggling slightly. “If you really feel that bad, you can…make it up to me…somehow.”

Luna immediately began chuckling. So did the girls, as they overheard his assertion.

“Oh, Spike. You are absolutely incorrigible!” Rarity commented through giggles.

“Oh, I know!” Spike said with a proud smile...which soon dissipated into a look of confusion. “Eh…what’s incorrigible mean?”

Everyone let out a howl of laughter. It was evident then that the dark cloud that was hanging over the house had cleared. Although the situation remained unresolved…it was, at least, saved.

Evening fell upon Rarity’s tower and, again, the lounge was awash with the beautiful glow of candlelight. The little snack table was neatly arrayed with various forms of amuse-bouche, some light servings of cheese and crackers, as well as a crudités platter with some zesty, savory dips and pickles. They had, moments before, ordered a few pies of gourmet pizza and were entertaining themselves while they awaited its arrival. Rainbow Dash and Applejack were doing a few rough and tumble things across the bearskin rug, giggling and wrestling, via thumb, hand, or whole body, while Rarity and Miss Luna had the large, more than half human, yet adequately furry, Spike, resting across their laps. The three of them rested beside Applejack and Rainbow Dash and fed him bits and pieces of meat and bread, occasionally nibbling at a few pieces themselves of course, while occasionally rubbing his belly and making him pant and flutter his enormous paws. It was awkward, but, he was cute and it was all in good fun. Just as well, they were constantly tempted to sneakily reach down to his soft, furry genital pouch and begin fondling it…but their collective spirit of civility seemed to keep them both in check.

…Or so they thought…

Miss Luna, occupied with petting down Spike’s lower body, happened to catch sight of Spike’s large, firm, shapely balls and the sweet, cute, furry bulk of his beckoning genital pouch. She slowly turned her gaze to Rarity, with a quirky smirk and a raised brow. Rarity suddenly felt her look upon her and returned the stare, puzzled. Then, as Miss Luna gave a cheery yet nervous little smile, Rarity spied her hand reaching for Spike’s area and all of his meaty bits.

Rarity’s eyes and mouth widened with shock. She sucked in a quiet yet evidently sudden breath. “…miss lunahh!” she whispered in a yell, soon placing her hands upon her hips in angered protest.

Miss Luna giggled then. “Oh, do loosen up, dear.” she said, calmly. “It’s not like…even you didn’t have some…fun? With him?”

Rairty blushed, nearly hiccupping in reply. “Aheheh…wehhlll…that iiis true…hahahahh…”

That little shot caught her right in the face. Knowing that, Miss Luna decided to press the issue. “Besides…even I could use a little…more…” she said and turned her attention back to Spike’s large, meaty apparatus.

“Huh? Ehwhat are you guys talking abhhhoughhh!” Spike’s question was immediately chewed within his teeth, as he suddenly felt the gentle, curious hand of a lady, tracing and softly fondling about his large, firm balls and his soft, little shaft, currently hiding within its furry sheath. “Huhh…huhhheyy…I thought y-you were finished with thahh…houhhh…”

“Ehehehhh…it seems Vice Principal Luna isn’t…ehm…quite done yet…Spikey-poo.” Rarity nearly turned away from Miss Luna and regarded Spike, petting his upper body down as he shifted in reaction. Although Rarity certainly gave Spike just about everything there was in a hot, violent flurry of passion, she just didn’t seem comfortable with what was going on. After all…they were NOT the slightest bit drunk.

“Aaaaughhaaaaahhh…” Spike moaned with pleasure, as Miss Luna’s nimble pair of hands gently massaged his large, firm balls and slowly, lovingly stroked their fingers up and down his doggy cock’s soft, furry sheath. His wet little head was now peeking out from its hiding place and the slippery, slowly filling meat of the shaft was slowly following. As Spike pulled his head up to watch, he met eyes with this snakey, seductress who gave him a hot, narrow gaze and an easy smile.

“…Would you like to watch me suck it, Spikey dear?” Miss Luna spoke, her voice slithering like smokey snakes from her sweet, icy lips.

Spike managed a weak smile as shock filled Rarity’s face. She had never heard a lady utter such unhindered, passionate speech in her presence before. Well…at least not with a clear mind.

Miss Luna smiled again, accepting Spike’s gesture as an invitation. She soon lowered her mouth to Spike’s slowly filling shaft, whose stiffness soon rapidly came as he felt Luna’s hot, hungry breath blast upon his sensitive meat. “Ahnnnn…” Miss Luna moaned and panted as she opened her mouth and loosed her tongue upon his slippery shaft, closing her eyes and running her hot, delicate palette across his length, as she wagged her head back and forth in slow motion.

Rarity looked about her in an awkward way. She didn’t want anything to do with what Miss Luna was doing to Spike, behind her, but, on the other hand, the warm, hazy look that came across Spike’s face was adorable. She looked on, as Spike occasionally moaned his ‘ohhs’ and ‘ahhs’, slightly joining the party by petting and rubbing about his throat and chest area. Then, as Miss Luna began kissing and slipping her lips up and down his appreciative shaft, Spike suddenly looked up to Rarity and gently made a sweet yet, cryptic motion. He took a paw, smiled at Rarity, and then gave his lips a couple of taps. He then proceeded to tap upon Rarity’s lips. It took a few seconds for the message to sink in, but, Rarity surely got it. He wanted a kiss. “O-ah…ohoh…ehem…really, Spike? You want…” Rarity fidgeted.

Spike, happy that she took the hint, closed his eyes and smiled, extending his paws forward to receive her.

She didn’t want to do it at first, with the awkward thought of someone else kissing and pleasuring his manhood while she did it, but, unwilling to refuse such a warm invitation from her little Spikey-poo, she went ahead and slipped herself forward, slowly bowing her face towards him with a smile. Her troubles and cares upon the matter seemed to melt away, as he gently pressed his large, soft paws upon her warm, blushing cheeks, gently urging her forward with a slight pull. Their eyes closed and their lips puckered, soon softly joining in a tender, heavenly kiss. “Ooooommmmm…” Rarity moaned, entranced with the warm spirit of love about them. So, they began gently pecking at each other, kiss by kiss, giggling slightly, and then pressing firmer, warmer, and more passionately into each other. Rarity slipped her arms around his and hugged about his shoulders as he soon began slipping his paws around her as well. He pulled her in closer, as their sweet pressing kisses turned into one, warm, constant kiss, and they engaged in hot, passionate petting. Rarity’s hands began running through Spike’s new, more human tuft of wavy hair and she couldn’t decide which her hands enjoyed more: his long, smooth strands of dark, silky, manly hair or his soft, furry cheeks and nape. She passionately smoothed over and enjoyed the feel of his sweet puppy-boy head, as Spike began enjoying the smooth feel of her soft, tender skin, over her shoulders…her sides…her back…her hips…up across the landscape of her back again…down to massage and caress the filling curves of her womanly bottom…and then, finding the outskirts of the soft, radiantly warm territory of her womanhood. “Mmmmmph…” Rarity moaned as Spike’s hands teased and wandered over her sweet, smooth, delicate rump. They were kissing deeply now, mouths open and tongues engaged in a wild, twisting waltz. They supped upon each other’s lips as if they were eating each other, then, suddenly, Spike withdrew to speak.

His hands and digits were resting just outside Rarity’s radiating lower lips. He then looked deep into her eyes and spoke, “…Rarity? I wanna kiss you…down there.”

Miss Luna smiled, eavesdropping on their situation and glad they were both loosening up a bit. Not to be outdone, she too upped the ante by taking long, broad strokes all up and down Spike’s shaft, as he soon came into full hardness.

“Ohhh…I don’t know, Spike. I don’t feel…proper with that…” Rairty replied, coyly turning away, cutely shrugging, and nibbling at her fingers a bit.

“Oh pleeeeeease? I really wanna give something special to you.” Spike urged.

Rarity continued to fidget, yet, again, she melted inside, accepting his invitation, blind to what may lie ahead. “Ohh…I suppose it would be…alright…but…if…you’d only be gentle with me…”

“Oh, absolutely! I’ll be reeeal nice, I promise!”

Rarity perked up a nervous little smile. She slowly began coming forward, prepared to straddle herself across his face, when she felt a gentle rapping upon her shoulder. It was Miss Luna, trying to get her attention.

“…Other way, darling.” she said.

Rarity didn’t quite pick up what she was saying.

“Eh turn this way. I could use some help, because…he’s a little TOO much man for me.”

Rarity then caught sight of Spike’s unbridled member. His cock was a full, throbbing, meaty mass. Its bulb was pronounced and its shaft was easily thick enough to fill the hand, and then some. Rarity suddenly felt she was at the gates of absolute sex, touching upon the threshold of a wild, unpredictable adventure. She had the thought of getting out now, possibly substituting herself with one of the other girls who would be far less adamant about taking her place, but, she also knew that Spike wanted her. He wanted to make love to her, even if it was only by mouth. ‘And what am I anyway? A lady or a little girl?’ she asked herself.

Willing to throw caution to the wind, she turned and gave Spike a warm, seductive stare. “Taaaaake me, darling.” she all but sang, “…For I shall do nooo less to you.”

Spike and Rarity shared a brief giggle over Rarity’s rather bold phrase of words. She then scooted her knees parallel to his shoulders and threw a leg over him, squarely placing her moist, steamy womanhood out, open, and in his face, while his eyes and hands had a purely, uninhibited view of her luscious rump. “MMMmmmmmmm…” Spike moaned, closing his eyes and drinking in the aroma of her warm, blushing rose. The scent of lychee and cinnamon tea filled his nostrils. He HAD to taste her. His paws caressed, wandered, and occasionally squeezed her smooth and luscious pair of buttocks as he pulled her closer and closer to his mouth. Finally, he opened wide for her, his hot, hungry breath tickling her sensitive lips, as he ever so gently closed his eyes and touched his tongue to her blushing lips to taste them.

“Ohhh…” Rarity moaned as she felt his warm, slippery tongue make contact with her tender pussy’s lips. She soon felt him lap, slowly and firmly, through the individual folds of her womanhood. His tongue stroked well into the deep recesses of her inner and outer lips and, occasionally, he took several broad, sweeping strokes of her entire womanhood. “Unhhhh…Spikehhh…” Rarity moaned as she settled herself to gently perch herself onto his face. He ate her out, slow, firm, and passionately. She didn’t want to mover herself from that very spot, closing her eyes and simply enjoying, as his wet, hot, hungry little muscle made loving work of her thankful pleasure box.

Spike loved it, tasting and wandering through the sweet, warming folds of Rarity’s deliciously sticky lips and enjoying the ever heightening sensation of her rising temperature. Positive feedback was always good and her pussy did not lie. The sweet, mounting heat only cheered him on to keep licking and licking through the hot, juicy folds of her delicate flesh.

“Ahhh…hah…hah…….oooooohhhhhhh…” Rarity panted and moaned as she soon felt Spike settle into a constant motion with his broad tongue. He capped over all her lips and pressed firmly against them, slowly swiveling and stroking in a circular motion and warmly massaging into her body. All the feelings she received from him made Rarity topple forward, slowly and animal-like, as she reached for Spike’s large, meaty cock. She was enthralled within the confines of his silent love song to her body and longingly took hold of his shaft. She began to tease and pump his shaft with her palm and fingertips, adoring his stiff manhood, from knot to head, with long, caressing strokes, while Miss Luna passionately licked her side of him in a similar fashion.

“Nhnnnnnnnnnnhhhhh…” Spike moaned as he felt his manhood pleasured by Rarity’s delicate hand and Miss Luna’s hot, lustful tongue. He then involuntarily tilted his head so he could use the narrower angle of attack to start tonguing narrowly into the individual folds of Rarity’s sweet, sweet womanhood. He licked across every ridgeline, every valley, pressing deeply into the tasty hiding places of her outer folds, going across and between each lip he encountered, tongued good and long, deeply into the sweet center and the initial depths of her hot, tasty love canal, and then left her at a mere tease for a moment there, as he continued his journey back out to the lips on the other side.

“Ohohhh, don’t tease me, Spiiikeh! Take me, ahhhll. Ooh…and don’t forget that sweet little cherry on top. Ehshe needs muhhhch love tooooh.” Rarity moaned in her sweet, melodic tones as she impatiently awaited Spike’s unbridled actions.

“Mmmm, as the lady wishes…” Spike spoke between blissful licks of Rarity’s candy lips, and happily so. He slowly and hungrily began his exploration into her sweet, soft, warming cavern, pressing gently into her outer meats and slowly twirling his tongue just inside her delectable love canal. He also began making passes upwards, out of her burning tunnel and over to the sweet fleshy cherry of her attentive clitoris, passing around and around, slowly, making sure that he was giving just enough and not too much pressure to this tasty, sensitive morsel.

Rarity began panting hard and heavy, nearly unable to voice a word and only passing hot, isolated moans from all that Spike was giving her. She slumped forward, as she felt a little embarrassed, crying into the air with such unbridled notes of passion, and began filling her hungry lips with large mouthfuls of Spikes stiff, slippery meat. “Ohmmmmm….mmm…mmmph!” she moaned as she writhed with loving pleasure. Such was her fiery lust for him now that she began plunging slow and evenly over his broad, meaty head, hungrily tonguing and tonguing his tasty flesh and pleasuring it to grow to a rock-like hardness. His head loved her for it, all this sweet, firm, careful love that she gave to it, as she twisted her beautiful lips and sweet, heavenly face left and right in hot, passionate sucking. Miss Luna was just as well into her share of his meat, gently sucking slow, firm, stroking kisses from his shaft. She slid her soft and luscious lips up and down his shaft, pulsing them with a constant, massaging presses as she sucked upon him, and she constantly tasted upon him with a firm, hungry, flicking tongue, as if her mouth was slowly cooking his meat like a rotisserie. Rarity slowly, passionately, ate and devoured his head, sweetly smacking her lips across the ridge of his head as she did, pumping slowly and constantly, as Miss Luna turned her head left and right, constantly sucking and licking up and down his shaft, as the both of them nearly joined hands over his large, pulsing knot, lovingly palming and massaging it in worship.

“Ahnnnnnhhh…nnnnnnhhhh…mmmmmmmph!...” Spike moaned, constantly, as the two ladies ate nearly every inch of him. As his entire lower body felt engulfed in waves of flaming pleasure, he echoed all of it back into his devotion upon Rarity’s sweet, tasty womanhood. As if it wasn’t enough to have his whole manhood devoured by two ravishingly seductive ladies, he was in absolute heaven, eating Rarity’s sweet, tasty pussy, tonguing and tonguing into her hot, sticky inner meats, as she began letting loose a hot, sugary love juice to trickle and tingle across his tongue. Her lower body began to shake and vibrate in his paws as he lovingly gripped onto her soft, shapely bottom and hungrily lick through her lips, up and down, up and down, tasting and tasting her hot, sticky sweetmeats and all but burying his face into her body. She was delicious…so delicious in fact…that he capped his mouth over her womanhood, tonguing wildy and stroking firmly, from her burning love hole to her firm, tasty, sensitive clitoris, and began sucking the juice from her tasty little watering hole.

“…mmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMOHHHHHHHHHAHHHHH!!!” Rarity moaned as she choicelessly arched her back in reaction. As soon as Spike began sucking on her pussy and drinking the juices from her body with passionate force, an electric shock seemed to go through her, as if she was struck by lightning. The feeling shot through her core, straight from her womanhood, as Spike hungrily gripped on to her lovely rump, sucking and working on her pussy with a hard, passionate tongue. It was as if something knocked loose or flicked on some magical switch inside of her and her eyes shot wide open. She simply knelt in place and panted hard, on her forearms and knees, almost helpless to the feeling that Spike was giving her, and shook, moaning silently and huffing intensely as she did. Soon, the feeling overtook her, making such a powerful, pleasurous feeling inside that she felt it through the roots of her very limbs. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” she screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head, as she had such an earth shattering orgasm that tears welled and spilled from the corners of her eyes. She felt as if she was floating and soaring through clouds…like a goddess.

Spike didn’t realize what he was doing to her. He was still so wrapped up in worshiping her body that he only gave her more…more…more, firmly stroking through all of her pussy with a strong, ravenously hungry tongue, and sucking, gulping down the geyser of sweet, hot, burning love juice that erupted from Rarity’s smooth, lovely body.

“H-…hahhhhh…OHHHHHH…Y—YESSSSS!!! HAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Rarity screamed.

As Spike got his drunken fill off of Rarity’s candied sweetmeats and she began running dry on her sweet river of love juice, he suddenly became aware of her body’s nearly violent reaction to him. “R…Rarity??? Are you alrighhhmmmmmmph!” He was unable to finish his sentence, due to the fact that Rarity’s body slumped down onto him…her muffin in particular, muffling anything that he even thought he was going to say. “Wmmm…Wehwwwiwwwee!!!” he called her name, with her hot, overcooked womanhood in his mouth. He gently moved to roll her body off of him, being careful as he could, as he didn’t know exactly what was wrong with her.

Rarity didn’t quite lose consciousness, but, there was a good long while that her head was in a complete and utter haze. An eternity of five minutes passed and she felt as if she was submerged in a sea of electricity. Every inch of skin she bore to the open air felt unexplainably, really, really good, as if the universe was caressing her with ethereal fingertips. It was all such a magical feeling that she could have sworn she was grinning from ear to ear.

“…You…alright?” Spike asked, worriedly, and gently nudged her shoulder.

Suddenly, she felt an almost painful, prickly shock stream through her skin, emanating from the area of Spike’s touch. “Ough!!! Dhh…don’t!!!” Rairty squealed, turning her shoulder away from Spike.

Rainbow Dash and Applejack, who had been silently watching in awe as the whole event unfolded, suddenly got to their feet and approached Rarity. “Rarity! What’s wrong???” Rainbow Dash nearly yelled her concern.

“Talk tuh us, girl.” Applejack asserted. A mixture of concern as well, coupled with a good dose of frustration, erupted within her voice. “Y’all need to get a grip and tell us what’s a’goin’ wrong with ya.”

“I…I-don’t…” Rarity tried to begin, but, even she didn’t know what was going on with her body. It was giving her quite a fright, as she tried to wrench down her feelings.

“Rarity, please! I-if I’ve done anything wrong I need to…” Spike spoke, tears nearly welling in his eyes, as the last thing in the world he would have ever wanted was to cause the woman of his desires any pain…but…he, as well as everyone else, was interrupted by Miss Luna’s calm, composed demeanor.

“Everyone, please…” she said as she clapped her hands to get their attention. Everyone in the room then watched with anxiety as she stepped over to Rarity with a curious hand upon her chin and a nearly detective like gaze within her eye. “Hmmmm…” she began as she bent over and looked the girl over. Rarity stared back with innocence and a little fear within her wide, puppy dog eyes, as she awaited Luna’s words. After briefly looking her over, she gently reached forward and took one of her hands in hers. She began to softly stroke her forearm. “Tell me, my dear,” she began, “how does this feel?”

Rarity nearly rolled her eyes in ecstasy. “Oooohhhh, Miss Luna…that feels…soooooooooh gooohhhhhhhohhhhhd.”

Luna giggled and then coaxed Rarity to stand and walk over to sit upon the couch. “Let me guess, my dear. Sweet, tingly pins and needles, aaaall over your body? And you can feel nearly every air current caress your skin, as if every cell was connected straight to your vagina?”

Although she didn’t agree with the last part of her description, “Yes…yes indeed!” was what Rarity said.

Miss Luna smiled warmly, confirming with closed, satisfied eyes, as if she was a sage of sex. “What you’ve experienced…and ARE experiencing is something called a full body orgasm. And believe me…I ahhm envious.”

Applejack and Rainbow Dash eased up a bit then, although a good bit of excitement, mixed with jealousy, did overcome them.

“Yeah?! What’s it like?” Rainbow said, as she and Applejack scrambled to sit on their knees before Rarity, as if some sort of science class was in session.

Spike, on the other hand, was only confused, and still a little worried. “Uhh, so…I didn’t do anything harmful to her…right?” Spike ventured, slowly scooting forwards with guilt in his bones.

Rarity was touched…and a little worried with him. “Ohhhh, Spiiike. I’m sure you’ve not.” she said cutely, adoringly. She patted the couch cushion next to her. “Sit next to mama, darling, ohhh and don’t worry. You’ve done me more…good than you think, nnhehe.” she finished as Spike crawled and curled up next to her, placing his head in her lap so she could nuzzle him, face to face, and stroke all over his sweet, furry head. To tell the truth, it slightly made his fairly adult male body look somewhat odd, even pathetic, when behaving like a typical puppy. One would wonder, despite Spike’s fairly intelligent, self aware behavior, why he would still act like that. However, it absolutely matched with his puppy boy face, especially when he sloppily began lapping at Rarity’s cheek.

“Ohh, goodness, Spike, hehehe, dooo control yourself!” Rarity replied. Her words protested, but, her voice certainly sang enjoyment.

No one witnessing Rarity and Spike in this condition absolutely knew how to feel, but, at the very least, they all thought it was adorable…despite the large, trim, manly body. As Spike’s hyperactive nature came through and he played his paws in a slight boxing match with Rarity’s hands, everyone soon began huddling close in a spirit of warm fuzziness and began petting Spike once again, all over, and making him pant happily. Rarity nuzzled and embraced Spike’s happy, furry puppy head, while Dash and AJ rubbed at his tummy, giggling. Then, with all this petting and touching, Spike involuntarily became just the slightest bit aroused. His sleepy little cock’s head began presenting itself with giddy ignorance towards its surroundings, unaware that Miss Luna, petting from above and behind the couch, as well as Rainbow and Applejack were well within visual range.

“Oh mah, hehehe,” Applejack giggled, “I’luuks lahk owur little friend could use a little more…lovin’.”

“Hehehe, you’re right, Applejack. He definitely wants to come out and play too.” Rainbow spoke in agreement.

“How true, girls. I do believe I left a question in my head unanswered, so, I think I’ll be joining you.” Miss Luna chimed in as well.

“What question was that, teach?” Rainbow asked, confused.

“How many licks does it take to get to the creamy center of a Spikey pop, of course.” Luna answered and the three of them giggled profusely.

“What’r you guys talking abaahhhawww…ough…not again. I thought you all were done…” Spike tugged his head up just in time to find Miss Luna and Applejack fondling and playfully squeezing at his undercarriage.

“What? No way!” Rainbow Dash replied with a happy spirit of rebellion. “Rarity here is the only one who got her rocks popped!”

“Ehem…ladies do not have ‘rocks’ to pop, darling.” Rarity quickly corrected her friend.

“Heheh, oh, yeah…right. Ehhhneeway…I say it’s my turn to get my pussy popped, and…aheee wouldn’t be surprised if Miss Luna and Aj’r interested in making you do some…poppin’ of your own.” Rainbow grinned deviously as she placed her hands on her hips, presenting her lower body and especially her steamy, blushing womanhood before Spike, and made the other two ladies giggle when their words sank in.

Spike smirked, in slight reaction to his situation and also to all the cheesy sex jokes. He looked up to Rarity, “S’gonna be another long night for me, isn’t it?”

Rarity only grinned in reply.

Rainbow soon began straddling over Spike’s head, gently nudging at Rarity to scoot aside and give her some room. “One side, missy, if ya wouldn’t mind.” she said, trying to be polite. Rarity nodded in return as she let her have Spike’s cute, furry, and slightly worried face. As he soon felt Miss Luna and Applejack’s adoring lips, puckered and tickling at his genital pouch, Rainbow’s pussy soon came into close proximity to his nose and lips, filling his senses with a hot, musky, more animal scent than Rarity’s. “Get ta munchin’, little guy.” Rainbow said, far less shamefully or sensitive than the night before. All seemed to be progressing towards the hot and heavy, but then…

*DING DONG!!!*

…The house’s fairly loud doorbells sounded off like a claxon.

“What thuh…wah?” Rainbow looked up with the rest of the girls as they all looked in the general direction of the front doorway.

“…Oh…pizza’s here.” they all grunted.

“Way to ruin the mood!” Rainbow grumbled as she got off of Spike. She didn’t recall a previous time in her life when she would be so crushed in anticipation towards receiving a meal. Frustrated and torn, she suddenly grinned. “Hey…let’s spook the pizza guy!” she suggested, making all the sexually frustrated girls, including Miss Luna, light up with happy deviance. Even Rarity and Spike, who were somewhat in a spirit of sideline spectatorhood, seemed to jump at the chance. They all jumped up and rushed down the hall, the whole naked mass of them, and posted themselves in a rather welcoming, picturesque pose before the main doorway. “Answer it! Answer it, Rarity!!!” Rainbow Dash squealed in an almost screaming whisper.

Rarity giggled as she pranced towards the door. She then composed herself…took a firm grip upon the door’s grand, crystal gilded golden latch…and pulled upon it, clicking the door free to open. As she blushed and swung the large, heavy door wide for all to see, she greeted, “HeloooooOOOAHAAHHHHH?!?!”

…Everyone’s giddy little face drooped into a look of shock and disappointment, just after Rarity did a clumsy leap back in the same spirit of fright.

There was indeed a person before them, carrying a short stack of pizza boxes high and to their right, in a typical pizza delivery fashion…but…it certainly wasn’t the typical pizza guy. In fact…it was a girl.

She wore a titanium white windbreaker with blue edge trimmings, and a tennis skirt to match. Purple fingerless gloves covered up to her forearms. Her slim yet sturdy legs were wrapped in a pair of form fitting leggings, high-cut at the shins, with bright purple lightning bolts and a darker, hot purple background. Blue and light grey sneakers with purple tongues were comfortably clad upon her feet, and, most distinctively upon her, a pair of large, dark, purple lensed sunglasses with a black and grey frame spanned her face. Her hair was a wild shade of blue with a cyan stripe running through it, giving the impression that her reckless weave was styled by Thor himself. It was crazed enough to give Rainbow Dash’s frazzled mane a run for its money. The last bit of interest lay in her ‘necklace’. She didn’t have a necklace…she was wearing headphones.

“Heey…yo, Rarity…you havin’ some sorta…crazy party here, or somethin’?” she spoke, her brow both scrunching in confusion and raising in an interest to join in on the fun.

“Vuh…Vinyl?” Rarity stammered. The rest of the Addams Family behind her simply either knelt or stood in silence, maintaining their strange, frozen portrait.

“Hey Vinyl, what’s…gehhh…” another girl spoke as she came to stand at Vinyl’s side. She sported a mini-skirt…a leather jacket…and a wild, large, yet graceful mane that contained the colors of a burning sunset. Naturally…her name was Sunset Shimmer…and she was positively shocked at what she saw, just within the doorway.

“Outta my way! How dare you leave behind the great and powerful Trixeeehhhhhh…” an obnoxious, moon lit, petite girl bumped her way between Sunset and Vinyl. Her voice seemed to fade into a wheeze as she came to view what silenced her companions. She needed no introduction, and, needless to say…she as well was simply…shocked.