Author's Notes:

Note: All characters are over the age of 18. No underage characters were involved. Chapter also contains femdom, lesbians and spanking.

The Friendship Express screeched to a stop at the Ponyville Station. After a few moments, a white furred and green-scaled kirin burst out the door and onto the platform proper. Her curly orange mane bobbed every which way as her head whipped around to take in every little detail. Everything was so different from her home in the reclusive little village she had embarked from. She was clad in a simple woven top and shorts, both of which showed off a lot of fur.

“Oooh! This is going to be so much fun~~” She leapt off the platform, startling more than a few ponies. “Sorry! Sometimes I just get carried away!” She giggled to herself, noting that ponies reacted to her a lot like her fellow kirin did. She made a silent hope that they wouldn’t try to steal her voice too before dismissing it with another laugh.

Autumn Blaze hummed to herself as she skipped down the streets of Ponyville. It never once occurred to her to ask where to find either Applejack or Fluttershy, she was too busy just enjoying the ambience of the town. The buildings were far different than the ones she was used to. So many sharp angles rather than the natural curves of trees. On the other hand though, ponies seemed far less awkward as they milled about. Then again, they weren’t all trying to figure out how to speak all over again like her fellow villagers were.

“It’s so nice here!” Autumn grabbed up the closest pony, pressing her muzzle to theirs. “It must be sssooo much fun to live here! Do you guys like to sing here? Cause I love to sing! Love to talk too!”

The pony chuckled weakly, pushing herself away from the kirin. “Uh, I’ve gotta do a thing.” With that, they dashed down the street.

“She must be busy,” Autumn brushed off, still wearing her smile. She gasped, her eyes widening as they landed on the Friendship Castle. “I have to see that!” She skipped off in the direction of the castle, humming the beginnings of a new song to herself. Something about the colors coming off the castle from the reflected sunlight.

Stopping at the doors, she cooed in wonder. “It’s so pretty!! We don’t have anything like this back home! I’d know.” She put a hand to the trunk of the crystal tree, oohing and ahhing at the cool surface. Leaning in, she sniffed at it. “I wonder if it takes like rock candy?” On a whim, Autumn dragged her tongue over the surface. “Bleh! That doesn’t taste very good at all! How can dragons eat this stuff?” She tapped her chin in thought. “And why doesn’t it taste good to me if kirins are supposed to be related to dragons? Am I defective? Were we wrong about our ancestry?”

“Uh... why are you licking Headmare Twilight’s castle?” a slightly gruff voice asked from behind her.

Autumn spun on her heel and grinned. “I don’t really know myself! It was just a whim that I acted on. Kirins are supposed to be descended from dragons so I thought I’d like the taste!”

“Ya... I know what a dragon looks and smells like, and uh... you just look like a weird pony.” The figure turned out to be an orange dragoness who sported purple spines. She wore more clothing than Autumn; a tight black t-shirt with a dragon skull design and a pair of jeans.

Autumn giggled at the assessment, stepping up to the dragoness. “Come on, can’t you see my horn and scales? Those aren’t very pony-like.” She wrapped a knuckle against both of those features and put them on display.

Reaching out, she grabbed the dragoness, turning her head this way and that. “I’ve never actually seen a dragon before. Well, not in person. But Azure Sky keeps all of our tribe’s art, so I’ve seen them before. You look so much better than that.”

The dragoness huffed, swatting Autumn’s hand away. “Do you know what personal space is? And of course I look better than some dumb old drawings, I’m awesome!”

Autumn giggled nervously. “Sorry! It’s just, my village only just started talking again! See, we used to get into these really bad fights and our leader made us get rid of our voices. You have any idea how frustrating it is to have all these words jumbled up in your head and not being able to say them? Anyway~ I found a cure and got kicked out of the village and lived out in the woods! You know they say being out by yourself, with only makeshift ‘friends’ as company can make you a little coocoo but I’m fine! Oh! But then Applejack and Fluttershy visited and they helped the rest of my village decide to take the cure and now I’m here to visit them!” Long tirade finished, she gave the dragoness a big smile.

“Okay, the motormouth makes sense now,” The dragoness said to herself. “And why was the fighting a problem? That’s just how dragons figure out who should be in charge.”

“Oh that’s easy! Because kirin become nirik, burst into flame and become raging monsters that destroy everything around them when their angry!”

The dragoness’s eyes lit up. “That sounds awesome! You gotta show me what that looks like!”

“I’d rather not. Last time we all went nirik, we burned down our village and gave up our voices. I don’t want to end up burning down Ponyville or something.”

The dragoness waved her off. “Pfft, don’t worry about that. Dragons are fireproof. If you seem like you’re gonna go berserk I’ll wrestle ya to the ground until you calm down.” She puffed her chest and added, “Trust me, I’m pretty scrappy.”

“I dunno. You look pretty scrawny to me,” Autumn argued, poking the dragoness’s arm.

“Scrawny!” The dragoness’s wings flared out behind her and smoke poured out of her nostrils. “I ain’t scrawny you borderline nudist!”

“I am not a nudist!” Autumn shot back, frowning. “Why are you even wearing those anyway, you have scales.”

“Because ponies are prudes.” She crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head away. “Dragonlord Ember told me that I need to wear stuff like this or else ponies would go nuts.”

“And you called me the nudist?” Autumn questioned, happily following after her.

“Nudism is a pony concept,” the dragoness dismissed, waving her hand. “Doesn’t mean a thing to dragons. As long as you don’t bone in public, we don’t give a damn.”

“Well then, why don’t you take it off now? It’s only me and I’m not a pony,” Autumn offered, smiling at her. “Promise I won’t tell anyone ever.”

“We are right by the school,” the dragoness answered, pointing to the building behind the castle. “You think I wanna risk getting called to Headmare Twilight’s office because I wanted to get some sun on my scales?”

“Aw, but where’s the fun in life if you do rebel now and then?” Autumn asked, putting her hand on the dragonesses head. “Oooh! I could sing you a song all about it! I just love to sing! Did you know I even wrote musicals?”

The dragoness’s ear frills drooped, a terrified look in her eyes. “Oh crap, who have I run into?” she muttered to herself.

“I wrote this one about this kirin who gets his face burned and has to hide in the sewers but he falls in love with this actress and takes her to his lair! Everyone loved that one!” Autumn beamed, putting her arm around her companion. “So... I’m Autumn Blaze, what’s your name?”

“Smolder,” the dragoness answered, staring at Autumn like she had two heads. “And you just described a pony musical. Except, it stars ponies, not kirins.”

“Huh, well, I guess great minds think alike,” Autumn dismissed. “So, what’s a cute dragon like you doing here, Smolder?”

Smolder blushed, puffing out more smoke. “I’m not cute,” she grumbled. “And I’m here because I’m a student at the Friendship School.”

“Aw, I think you’re very cute, Smolder.” Autumn smiled, pinching her cheek. “It make me want to sing~~~”

“I get the feeling everything makes you wanna sing,” Smolder deadpanned, swatting the hand at her cheek.

“Oh you have no idea, I could sing for just about anything.” Autumn smiled.

“Well uh, nice to meet you, Ms. Blaze,” Smolder said, taking a step back from the musically inclined kirin. “But I've got,” her eyes drifted to an odd corner of the school, “homework.”

“Oooh. What’s homework? Is that like chores or something? Can you teach me how to do it?” Autumn got up close, pressing her face against Smolder’s. “Please?”

“Uh, I guess you could say they're like chores,” Smolder replied, her muzzle scrunching up. “It's stuff teachers give us to help learn our lessons.”

“Like what?”

Smolder scratched her cheek, racking her brain. “Stuff like not judging someone based on your first impression.”

“That’s a good one.” Autumn nodded her head. “Come on! Let’s go exploring!” Taking Smolder’s hand, she dragged the smaller female along.

“Hey!” Smolder protested, trying to free her hand. Much to her surprise, the kirin had an iron grip. “Lemme go, ya weirdo!”

“Aww, come on,” Autumn pouted. “I need your help in case I get lost. Won't you please be my guide? Pleasssse?”

Smolder rolled her eyes and sighed. “Okay, I'll be your guide.” She eeped as Autumn pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

“Thank you so much!” Autumn cheered, rubbing her cheek against Smolder's. Just when the dragoness thought she'd pass out, the kirin released her. “Now let's explore!”

“Well... where do you want to go?” Smolder asked, looking up at her.

“I want to see as much as I can!” Autumn exclaimed, her eyes twinkling. “I’ve spent my life cooped up in a secluded forest. It’s time I saw the world!”

“Right uh... lets start at the school.” Taking the lead, Smolder guided her to the school. “It’s a nice place, better than my cave.”

“So what is living in a cave like?” Autumn questioned, following at the dragoness’s heels. “Do you make beds out of rocks?”

“Yeah, not very comfy though.”

“Wouldn’t imagine they are,” Autumn replied with a giggle.

Smolder led her through the halls, pointing out the various rooms. “And this is Counselor Starlight’s office. You might want to see her. She might be able to do something about your ‘temper’,” she mocked, using quotation marks.

“Good idea!” The kirin beamed and dragged Smoulder by the hand into the office. She deflated slightly once she was inside. “Aww, the counselor isn’t in.”

“She’s out doing something or other,” Smolder said, sitting on the desk. “Not like you’d have all that much to talk about.”

“Guess we’ll just have to wait,” Autumn conceded, taking a seat next to Smolder. “In the meantime, we’ll have to entertain ourselves.” Leaning over, she nuzzled her. “I can think of a few things...”

Smolder blinked owlishly, a blush overtaking the scales on her face. “Wh-what do you mean by that?”

“Oh come on, you know what I mean. I haven’t been with anyone in a very long time! Makeshift friends don’t count either.”

“Uh, should we really do that in Counselor Starlight’s office?” Smolder said, her tail swishing slowly. “I mean, we might make a bit of a mess.”

“Where’s the fun in playing it safe?” Autumn didn’t wait for a yes or a no, already pulling up Smolder’s shirt.

Biting her lip, the dragoness didn’t fight the kirin’s actions while she silently debated with herself on the issue. Her breasts hung free, making her shiver ever so slightly.

“Well aren’t you naughty,” Autumn teased, pulling the shirt up and over Smolder’s head. “You don’t even wear one of those bra things that Applejack and Fluttershy taught me about.” She tossed the offending garment away, taking a moment to take in Smolder’s chest. A leonine purr rumbled in the kirin’s throat, a playful grin on her muzzle as she reached out and cupped Smolder’s breasts.

“H-hey! I-I didn’t say yes!” Smolder blushed, slapping at Autumn’s hands.

“You didn’t stop me when I took off your shirt,” Autumn countered, though she retracted her hands anyway. “But I guess I’ll ask outright. Wanna have sex?”

“Well uh...” Smolder gulped, suddenly finding herself tongue tied.

Autumn chuckled, tossing away her own top. “Take your time answering. I think we have all day.” Moving her hands down, she made a show of sliding off her shorts.

Smolder’s eyes were fixated on the show going on barely a foot from her. Despite being an oddball, the kirin had a stellar figure. Probably had something to do with fending for herself for a prolonged period of time. Staring so hard, she didn’t even realize she had started drooling.

Autumn smirked, wiping up the drool at Smolder’s cheek. “I see you like staring. Is that all you like?”

“N-no!” Smolder nearly shouted, her blush tinting her face a deep shade of red.

Autumn swiveled on the desk, letting the dragoness get a frontal view of her. “Oh? Then what else do you like, cutie?”

“I like tits and you got a pretty good set of em.”

“Show me how much,” Autumn compelled, giving her chest a teasing shake. “Come on, you know you wanna~”

“Buck it,” Smolder muttered, her hands latching onto the pillowy orbs and burying her face in the valley of the cleavage. She squeezed and kneaded them, savoring their softness.

Autumn cooed in appreciation, wrapping her hands around the back of Smolder’s head. “See? Isn’t that good? I certainly think it is~”

Smolder didn’t answer right away, far too busy running her thumbs along the part of Autumn’s chest where scale melded into fur. It was utterly fascinating and unique to the young dragoness. ‘Never even heard of a kirin before. Wonder where they even came from.’ She pulled her head out of Autumn’s cleavage and snaked her tongue out to wrap around the kirin’s nipple. With a surprisingly deft movement, she used the appendage to tug on the nipple.

“Oooh! Now that feels good~” Autumn moaned, wrapping her tail around Smolder’s. “And here I thought you were a virgin.”

Smolder retracted her tongue with a lewd ‘slurp’ and smirked at the larger mare. “Inexperienced, maybe. But I'm not a virgin by any means. Still doesn’t mean I’m as thirsty as you are.”

“Hey! I haven’t gotten any in a long time! You'd be thirsty too!”

“Bet you got real good with your hands,” Smolder teased. “You don’t even have a stiff tail to use. No wonder you’re all clingy.”

“Is that a hint?” Autumn shot back, wiggling her digits. “And you're right, kirin tails are great for tickling, but terrible for self-care.”

“That’s what happens when you put a pony, lion and a dragon in a blender and hit puree.” Smolder poked at Autumn’s mane. “I’m surprised you managed to come out looking so good.”

Autumn’s eye twitched, smoke rising out of the top of her head. “What exactly are you saying?”

“What? For the odd combo, you look really good,” Smolder said with a shrug, utterly oblivious.

“I am not an accident of nature!” Autumn roared, her entire body exploding into purple flames. Her scales and fur turned black, her eyes burning a pure white. “How dare you imply such a thing!”

“Oh, that’s a nirik,” Smolder muttered, her pupils contracting into pinpoints.

Autumn snorted, her flaming tail tightening around Smolder’s. “If you think I’m going to let that slide, you’re not a very smart dragon!” Grabbing Smolder by the shoulders, she shoved the hapless dragoness across her lap. She easily held her there with a hand between her wings.

“H-hey! What do you think you’re doing, Autumn?!” Smolder cried. She struggled against Autumn’s grip, only succeeding in an awkward wiggle in the nirik’s lap.

“Punishing you,” Autumn replied, tearing off Smolder’s jeans before bringing her hand down on Smolder’s ass.

The dragoness gasped, her tail shooting out straight behind her. The flames coming off of Autumn were hot enough to be felt against her exposed scales. They weren’t at magma pool levels, but hotter than a typical fire by a longshot. She vaguely recalled Headmare Twilight saying that all the desks were fireproof before another whack brought her back to reality. A grunt of pain escaped her throat. But there was something else. Something that she couldn’t quite place in the moment.

Autumn snarled, bringing her hand down harder and turning Smolder’s cheeks red. “Dragons are nothing but big, obnoxious lizards! No concept of tact or politeness!”

Smolder shuddered under the onslaught of insults, a strange feeling welling up in her gut. “Wh-what else do you gotta say about dragons?” she panted out, catching her breath. “B-be honest, t-that’s what Applejack says!”

“I think your culture sounds like a cesspool of machismo!” Autumn boomed, bringing her hand down again. “All bluster with nothing but dumb muscle to back it up!”

Smolder's body tightened up, a heat welling up between her legs. “Y-yeah? T-that all?”

“I think you're inconsiderate and smug!” Autumn added, doling out two more quick swats. “You don’t care if what you say hurts, you just say it!”

Smolder nodded, rubbing her legs together. “O-oh yeah. I’m a little scaley jerk. Whatcha gonna do about it?”

“First I'm going to spank you until you won't want to sit for a week!” the nirik snapped, bringing her hand down again. “How’s that feel, you haughty little reptile?! Not so smug now, are you?!”

“I-I dunno, I still feel pretty smug,” Smolder replied, managing a smirk. “Maybe some more punishing will do the trick? I don’t think you’re getting anywhere with the spanking.”

Autumn pulled Smolder off her lap, a thoughtful expression on her muzzle. She draped the dragoness across the table and grabbed her thick tail. “I think I can come up with something.”

“L-like what?” Smolder asked, looking over her shoulder. She knew could could just leave, the door was right there. But this... this felt good. More than a little humiliating but oh so good.

“This,” Autumn said simply before shoving the tip of Smolder's tail up the dragoness's slit. Before the smaller female could react, she strode around the prone dragon, grabbed her head and put it up to her folds. “Lick, you'll see what comes next.”

Smolder panted, both from her tail and her sore rear. “And what If I don't’ want to?”

Autumn reached over Smolder's back, pinching the bases of her wings. “You really should take your punishment.”

A pitiful whine escaped Smolder’s throat. “Y-yeah well I don’t want to! I’m a dragon, a full blooded one. I’m not gonna let some scaley lion-pony tell me what to do!” To add to her point, she began to push herself up.

Autumn leaned down, putting her weight on Smolder's wings. Using her hands, she pinched and twisted the appendages. Squeezing them, she smirked as Smolder let out a long moan of pain and pleasure. “I don’t think you’re going anywhere. Now, lick.”

Smolder quaked under the commanding presence, dragging her tongue across the nirik's folds. She hummed in appreciation, noting to herself that her ‘captor’ had a pleasantly smoky taste. Burying her face in Autumn’s crotch, she licked and nipped at her.

Autumn let out a moan of her own, one of her hands releasing Smolder's wing. She draped herself over the dragoness and grabbed her tail. “That's a good girl, keep that up.” With tail in hand, she pumped it against the dragoness's twat.

The sudden thrusting made Smolder stop, shuddering at the sensation. It vanished soon after as Autumn stopped moving her hands. If her wings weren't pinned, they'd be flapping. There was something exhilarating about having her pleasure controlled by another.

“Lick,” Autumn ordered, glaring down at Smolder. She squeezed her wing again, far harder than she had before.

Smolder groaned, dutifully returning her task. She capitalized on her unique biology, snaking her appendage far into the nirik's pussy. Her initiative was rewarded when Autumn began to move her hands again.

Smolder closed her eyes, rocking her body in time with Autumn's ministrations. She had used her tail on herself before, but someone else treating it like their toy was a new experience altogether. Feeling rebellious, she let one of her fangs scrape Autumn’s clit.

Autumn groaned, arching her back. A low growl rumbled in her chest as she said, “Oh, two can play at that game.” She roughly pumped Smolder's tail, pushing just a few inches more inside to stretch the dragoness's walls. “I can get as rough as I need to.”

Smolder moaned wantonly, twisting her tongue around Autumn’s pussy like a demented helicopter. She grinned, ear fins twitching at Autumn’s moans. She switched up her motions, wriggling her tongue like a snake and pistoning it in and out of the nirik. When only the tip was left inside, she made sure to give a flick of her tongue against Autumn's clit.

Autumn moaned, her juices covering Smolder’s muzzle. “Ah, I see. You’re one of those.” Her horn burned brighter, a broom from by the door lighting up in the same burning aura. The dragoness caught the light in the corner of her eye and she had to idly wonder what her captor was up to. It all became clear when Autumn whacked her backside with the broom handle. “The safe word is Marmalade.”

Smolder groaned from the hit, redoubling her efforts. She made a silent promise to herself that there was no way that she was going to use the safeword. She wriggled her ass, trying to entice another whack. Autumn didn’t need the encouragement, but with it she made sure to give the eager dragoness an extra hard swat across both cheeks.

“Is that what my little dragon wants? A sore backside?” Autumn cooed, doing it again. “Mmm... the things i could do to you back home...”

Smolder retracted her tongue for a moment to plead, “Tell me! Tell me what you’d do!” Once the words were out she was back to her task in an instant.

“I’d bind you up nice and tight. Toys in both your holes, a gag to shut that mouth of yours up. I’d string you up and leave you for a while. A day or two of that should straighten you out.”

Smolder panted, the erotic scene playing in her mind’s eye. She showed her approval by rocking against Autumn and nipping gently at the nirik’s pleasure bud. Sucking in a gulp of air, she breathed out a wave of heat, focusing on Autumn’s honey pot. Autumn cooed in pleasure, breathily giving out words of encouragement while swatting away at the dragoness’s now bright red ass.

“Mm... that feels nice. Turn the flame up, Smoldy, I want us both red hot!”

Smolder nodded dumbly, blasting out a wave of pure heat. She avoided using actual flames, mostly because she was unsure if a nirik’s insides were as flameproof as the outsides.

Releasing Smolder’s wing, Autumn took her tail in both hands, slamming it in and out of the dragoness’s dripping hole. “That’s it, just like that!”

A muffled scream tore out of Smolder's muzzle, her body lighting up in pleasure. Her licking became frenzied and lost all sense of rhythm or technique. So deep into the pleasure, she didn’t notice when the door opened.

“Mmm, am I in trouble, Professor Spike?~” a familiar voice cooed.

“Oh yeah, you’re going to get punished real go-” Spike stopped mid sentence, watching the scene playing out in front of him. “Uh…” the drake trailed off, trying and failing to articulate a thought.

“Spike, what’s-oh.” Starlight stopped besides him, peering over his shoulder. “Smolder, mind getting off my desk?” she requested, hiding her discomfort.

“Get out!!!” Autumn bellowed, her flames brightening.

“This is her office!” Spike retorted, shielding Starlight from the flames. “You get out!” He grunted as Autumn shoved them out with her magic and slammed the door. He went to try the door, only to find it wouldn’t budge.

Spike snorted, giving Starlight room to breathe. “Looks like someone had the same idea as us.”

“It looks like,” Starlight sighed, crossing her arms. “I don’t like it at all.”

“We can talk to Smolder at her dorm later,” Spike assured, offering the mare his jacket. “Now, we either gotta get you dressed or find a place to undress you.” He looped an arm around her and led her down the hall.

“Don’t stop!!!” Smolder pleaded, bucking her hips back against her tail. “I-It’s so good!”

“Like I was going to stop, slut!” Autumn snapped, grinding her crotch against the dragoness's muzzle. “Not until you learn your lesson!”

Smolder whimpered, licking and nipping away. The heat in her loins reached a boiling point, her juices sizzling on the desk beneath her. She cried out, thrusting her tongue as deep into the nirik’s pussy as she possibly could while she rode out her orgasm.

Autumn let out a bestial roar as she came, covering Smolder’s face in femcum. Her body sagged as her flames died down; returning her to normal. “T-that was... amazing...” she muttered before falling backwards. A snore passed her lips even before she hit the floor.

Smolder rolled over, falling onto the floor ass first. “Ugh, can barely move. Legs, jelly.” Pulling herself over to Autumn, she rested her head on the kirin’s plush breasts. “Way better than a rock!”