Spike awoke to the sounds of screaming coming from outside. “Day four.” he thought. Spike slowly rose out of bed and went over to the window to see a poor stallion being dragged by three half naked mares.

“CELESTIA, LUNA, BLUEBLOOD, CADENCE.....HELP ME!” he screamed, invoking the names of the royal family in vain.

Spike’s gaze turned towards another stallion being thrown against the side of a building by one mare and having his pants ripped off by another who was on her knees. Her head soon started to move back and forth as a very fast pace while the poor stallion screamed to the top of his lungs. Looking up, Spike noticed something going on at the clock tower but couldn’t tell what. He went over to his dresser, pulled out a pair of binoculars, then went back to the window where he saw a stallion at the top of the tower who was surrounded by mares trying to get him. He was trapped with no where to go and they were closing in on him fast. Looking up at the sky, he appeared to mumble something then to Spike’s shock he jumped.

Deciding that he’s seen enough, Spike closed the window and went back into bed. He wanted to get to sleep but the sounds of stallions screaming for help wouldn’t allow for that. Three days have passed since Estrus Week started and it appeared that things were getting worse. However, Spike thanked his lucky stars that Twilight and Starlight weren’t here. He didn’t want a repeat of what happened last year and the year before where he wound up walking in them having sex with their coltfriends every 10 to 15 seconds.

Spike cut on the TV and began flipping through channels. Just about every other station was a news report about Estrus Week. Spike finally found a channel the wasn’t about that, apparently it was some kind of game show but he didn’t care. At least it was something to get his mind off what was happening outside and he was in luck, there’s apparently an all day marathon of this game show. About mid afternoon, Spike soon started to get tired and slowly fell asleep.

Spike slept all the way into the late evening when he awoke to the sound of somepony banging on his window. He slowly got up and pulled the curtain to see a random pegasus stallion. “Dude, you gotta help me!” he yelled. “These bitches are crazy!”

Before anything else could be said or done, three pegasi mares came out of nowhere and grabbed him. “NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOO!” he yelled as he was being pulled away. Spike just stood there in shock as he watched the pegasus being dragged off like it was in some zombie apocalypse movie. Spike quickly closed the curtain and went back to bed; that image now burnt within his memory.

“At least the others are having a good time.” he thought.

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At sugar Cube Corner, a very weak, very beaten Mr. Cake, dragged himself out of his bedroom and into the hallway. Inch by inch, he dragged himself all the way to the stairs with only one thought on his mind. “Must....escape....horny....wife.” Looking down, Mr. Cake saw Dizzy lying at the bottom of the stair case. Judging by how he was positioned, it looks as if he just threw himself down the stairs.

“Hey....hey....you still....alive?” Mr. Cake called.

“B-barely.” Dizzy answered. “How bout you?”

“I can’t.....feel or move....my legs.”

Dizzy very slowly roll over onto his stomach and using his upper body strength, began to drag himself.

“Where.....are you going?” asked Mr. Cake.

“Kitchen.....need water.”

“Good idea.....i’ll be down....in a bit.” Mr. Cake grabbed onto the edge of the stairs and started to pull himself over when suddenly he was grabbed by the legs. Mr. Cake froze up, he knew who it was who grabbed him. He didn’t want to look behind him, he didn’t want to see the face of the one who’s most likely going to kill him by the end of the week.

“Please my love......have mercy.” Those were Mr. Cake’s last words before he was dragged back into his bedroom.

Downstairs, Dizzy was inches away from the kitchen when out of nowhere Pinkie landed on his back; causing Dizzy to groan in pain. “Where you think you’re going?” she asked.

“P-please Pinkie....I just....want something....to drink.” he groaned.

“Okay, you can have something to drink, right here.” Dizzy was suddenly flipped onto his back where he saw Pinkie, bare naked and wearing a deranged smile. “Between my legs.” Pinkie jumped up and landed on top of Dizzy’s head smashing her marehood into his face and began grinding hard against him. Hard.

“This is it.” Dizzy thought. “I’m gonna die.”

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“Yes, yes, YEEESSSSSSS!” screamed Rarity as she hit her 19th orgasm of the day. Pearl collapsed on top of her; panting extremely hard with sweat streaming down his face. After a few seconds he rolled off her and laid on his back; staring at the ceiling. His time of rest quickly ended as soon as it started. Rarity used her magic on Pearl’s stallion hood; bringing it back to life.

“R-Rarity, what are you doing?” he asked.

“More.” she said like a zombie. “I crave more.”

“We’ve been going nonstop since this week started.”

Rarity gripped his stallionhood and gave it a hard squeeze. “QUIT YOUR WHINING!” she yelled. “If you’re not gonna preform, then I will.”

Rarity proceeded to give Pearl the hardest handjob he’d ever experienced . She basically threatened to rip his dick off by how hard she was going.

“Come on, come on, come on.” she said as she went even harder; causing Pearl to howl. “Just release it already.”

“Dear Celestia, please help me.” Pearl thought.

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The loud sounds of the bed heavily rocking and Sunburst’s head violently banging against the wall filled the room. Starlight grabbed the bed rest and with all her might, ground her hips into Sunburst extremely hard and fast; her large DD cup breasts jiggling as she did so. With a pool of sweat all over her body and her loud and heavy grunts, Starlight was getting closer and closer to her much needed release.

“A-ALMOST THERE!” she yelled. “I’M GONNA CUM!”

After a couple final thrusts, Starlight screamed to the top of her lugs as came hard; her fluids spilling all over Sunburst. Speaking of which, Sunburst’s head had completely disappeared through the wall. His body was now unresponsive, but that didn’t stop starlight from resuming her thrusts.

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Spike sat alone in his room as the cries of stallions died down. He took a deep sigh of relief before he heard loud banging coming from outside. Spike tensed up as the banging grew louder and louder. Against, his better judgment, he slowly got out of bed and went over to the window; slowly pulling back the certain. What he saw scared him beyond belief. Seven half naked deranged mares, trying to claw their way inside. Spike yelled and left the room as fast as he could; which wasn’t much seeing as how he was using crutches. After entering the hallway, he heard the sound of the window crashing and the mares storming in. Thinking quickly, Spike entered the closet door and hid inside just as the mares entered the hallway. Spike made it to the end of the closet and sat down; wondering what he was gonna do. He wanted to call the others, but they were probably too busy enjoying themselves to be bothered right now. Spike started to hear more and more mares storm the castle. He could hear them talking about how much they wanted to “claim” him, despite the fact he’s underage.

Spike remained there for a while till he thought the coast was clear. He slowly emerged from the closet and began to slowly make his way downstairs; being very careful not to trip over his crutches. Spike wanted to head over to the room with the cutie map, seeing as how it was the fastest way to the exit, but once he got to the door he heard the mares inside. Obviously not wanting to go in there, his next best bet was to go the long way around but that too was thwarted seeing as how even more mares started to enter the building.

The only other place to go now was the kitchen. Spike started to feel pain in both his legs and lower back but he couldn’t let that stop him. He had to keep moving.

It took a little long than expected but Spike finally made it to the kitchen. However, at the same time he entered, one of the random mares walked in and spotted him. Spike’s eyes widen and his pupils shrank.

“I FOUND HIM!” the mare screamed all excited.

Spike managed to move over toward the sink where a broom was just as about 15 to 20 mares barged in. Spike stared all of them down. Their mouths drooled, their eyes were fueled with hunger, and their bodies were begging for a male to take them. There was no where to go. Spike was trapped.

No.

Not like this.

Spike hasn’t even kissed a girl, let alone slept with one. He didn’t want to lose his virginity to a bunch of deranged mares. He wanted his first time to be special, to be with somepony he knew, somepony he loved and loved him back and he'll be dammed if a bunch of horny sluts are going to take that away from.

Spike gripped his broom tightly as they began to slowly make their move. “You’re not gonna get me, you hear!” he yelled. “YOU WON’T GET ME!”

Spike gave out a battle cry, like a lone warrior charging at a horde of enemies all alone, as the mares charged at him all at once.

“YOU WON’T GET ME!”