Around 7:20pm, as Spike laid in bed; the events of today replaying in his head. The only thing he remembers is being teleported somewhere, having the bandana ripped from his face, and seeing a naked Twilight standing right before him. After that everything went black. When he came too, she was putting on her new yellow bikini while he was laying there naked.

*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*

“I wonder who that is?” he thought.

Spike sat up at the sound of somepony banging at his door. He got up, and went over and answered it. Once he did, a blur ran past him and hid under the bed. “W-what the?” Spike went over to his and looked under it. The blur was revealed to be Dizzy.

“Dude, what’s going on?” he asked.

“It’s Pinkie! She and Rarity got into an argument and now she trying to take it out on me!” he explained. “She’s gonna fuck me to death!”

“Isn’t that every stallion’s dream, though? To be banged to death by a hot sexy mare?” Spike joked.

“WE SAY THAT, BUT WE DON’T MEAN IT!” Dizzy yelled; unamused by Spike’s teasing. “I love Pinkie, but I also love having a dick. You gotta help me!”

“Okay, okay, I’ll see if I can talk to her.” Spike sighed.

“No, not just talk to her, calm her down!” Dizzy said.

“And how am I supposed to do that?” Spike asked.

“How do you think, I need you to take my place tonight!” he answered. “Bang Pinkie in my place!”

“Wait WHAT?!” Spike yelled as Dizzy came from under the bed. “I can’t do that, Pinkie’s your marefriend.”

“Dude please, i’m begging you here, be a dude-bro for me.” Dizzy pleaded. “If Pinkie gets her hands on me, I don’t think i’ll survive.”

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

“DIZZY, I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE! COME OUT!” came a voice.

“Oh sweet Celestia, she found me.” Dizzy said while moving to hide under the bed. “Dude please, do this one thing for me.”

“But I.....I......” Spike stammered.

“Forget about your damn dragon honor, or dragon code, or whatever the Tartarus it’s called and do this one thing for me!” Dizzy said in frustration. “You have a healing factor, I don't. You’ll heal from this, I'll die from it!”

Spike could see the desperation in his eyes and Pinkie banging on the door wasn’t helping at all. With a deep breath, Spike stood up and went to the door. He opened it up and there was Pinkie; staring him down. “Hey Pinkie.” he said.

“Where’s Dizzy, I need him.” she stated.

Spike looked at his bed, then looked back at Pinkie. “Dammit.” he thought. “Dizzy’s not here. I mean he was, but he left.”

“He’s probably hiding, but i’ll find him.” Pinkie said as she went to leave, but Spike grabbed her arm.

“H-hold Pinkie, t-there’s something I want to talk to you about. Got a minute?” Spike said as he walked out the door. Dizzy could rest easy now knowing the Spike was going to take his place for tonight.

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“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” Pinkie asked as both she and Spike entered her room.

“Well......it’s about......Rarity.” he answered; shutting the door behind him. Even though her back was facing him, Spike could tell that Pinkie was pissed. Spike knew there was some animosity between the two mares, but had no idea what it was or what caused it. All he knew, was that there was a "disagreement" between them, or at least, that’s what they always tell him. Well enough is enough, he was going to find out what happened between his friends and maybe figure out how to make things right between them.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Pinkie said sternly.

“Well I do.” Spike replied. “Ever since we got here, your attitude towards Rarity had become abundantly clear that whatever happened between you two, wasn’t just some small disagreement. It was much more than that.”

“Drop it, Spike.” Pinkie warned.

“No.” he said. “You think I like watching my two closest friends fight?”

“Spike, please, just drop it.” Pinkie said; her voice raising a bit. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Pinkie.” he said; grabbing her and spinning her around to face him. “Tell me what happened.” Looking at Pinkie’s face, Spike could see pain, heartache, and betrayal. The same expressions she wore when Dizzy broke her heart. Tears flowing down her face nonstop as she gritted her teeth in anger.

“I. Said. NO!” she yelled. Pinkie used all of her strength to push Spike away and into the door; the handle jabbing him in the back. Spike yelped in pain then fell to the floor; gritting his teeth as pain flowed throughout his body. Pinkie, realizing what she’d done, gasped loudly. “Oh sweet Celestia, Spike, i’m so sorry!” She went to his side and helped him up, bringing him to the bed. “I’m sorry, Spike, I didn’t mean it. I really didn’t mean it!” Holding Spike close, Pinkie couldn’t believe what she’d done. She took her anger out on Spike and hurt him. Filled with regret, all she could do was hold him and cry her eyes out. Spike wrapped his arms around her and slowly rocked her back and forth; reassuring her that it was nothing and that he was okay.

After a few minutes of crying, Pinkie managed to calm down. “Pinkie, please, talk to me.” Spike said.

Pinkie knew that if she’d told him what happened between her and Rarity, then she’d have to reveal what she and the others did at the Summer Sun Celebration. Spike wasn’t going to let this topic go, so she figured she might as well tell him, no matter how much she didn’t want to. “S-she b-broke it.” she said softly

“Broke what?” he asked.

“M-my party cannon.” Pinkie answered. “Rarity, broke my party cannon.”

Spike gasped in shock while Pinkie clung to him. “W-what? How?!”

“W-we were fighting...... “her”. she explained.

“Who’s her?” Spike asked. He could Pinkie’s grip getting tighter.

“Amethyst.” she said in a low voice.

“What?” he asked.

“Amethyst!” she said louder. “After you left, we attacked that bitch for what she did to you! She deserved every single scar and bruise she’d gotten, but Rarity didn’t have to grab my cannon and brake it over her back! She could have just fired it into her face!”

“Pinkie.” he tried to speak,

“It was my cannon, Spike, MY! CANNON! It was the most important thing to me, and she just broke it as if it was nothing!” Burying her face in Spike’s neck, Pinkie started sobbing again leaving Spike to wonder why nopony told him about Amethyst; so realizing that the reason for her coming to apologize to him was because they fought her.

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“So why did you call us all here?” Rainbow asked as everypony was getting settled into Cadence’s room.

“I wanted to talk to you all about Spike.” Cadence explained. “Twilight already knows this, but earlier, Pinkie and myself may have found a solution to our “Spike problem”. It’s cold water.”

“Cold water?” asked Celestia.

“While we were playing, there have been multiple chances for Spike’s urged to take over, but because of the cold water, nothing happened. Pinkie even went so far as to purposefully tease Spike, and nothing happen.” Cadence explained.

“So what you’re saying is that, all we have to do is dump cold water on him and he’ll snap back to normal.” Rarity asked.

“Yes.” Cadence answered.

“It won’t last.” Celestia chimed in. “If a dragon’s estrus cycle is anything like a pony’s, then it can’t be stopped, only suppressed.”

“That maybe so, but at least it’ll stop Spike from claiming any other mares.” said Luna. “Two is enough.” She turned her gaze to both, Twilight and her sister with Celestia rolling her eyes and turning her head away.

“Anyway girls, just make sure that if something happens and you think Spike is about to lose it, get him to an area with cold water.” said Cadence.

“Got it.” everypony said.

“Good. Now with that out of the way, I have here a list of the games we’re gonna be playing tomorrow. Best have a plan set up.” Cadence said as all the mare gathered around. The group soon began plan out who was gonna be assigned to what as they went down the list.

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20 minutes passed before Pinkie finally stopped crying; only her loud sniffles filled the room. “You feeling better?” Spike asked.

“Y-yeah, a bit.” she sniffed; wiping her eyes.

“Pinkie?” Spike spoke up. “Did you guys really attack Amethyst?”

Pinkie was uncharacteristically quiet before she nodded; telling Spike all that he needed to know.

“That explains why she came to visit me at the hospital.” he said; catching Pinkie’s attention.

“She WHAT!” she screamed. “Who let her near you?! What did she want?!”

“Whoa, Pinkie calm down.” Spike said surprised at her sudden burst of energy. “She tried to apologize fro what she did and.........”

“You didn’t accept, did you?” Pinkie asked; almost interrogating him.

“No, I didn’t.” Spike answered. “I told her to go away.” There was a brief silence between the two of them before Spike spoke up again. “Why didn’t you guys tell me you confronted Amethyst?”

“B-because we knew you would’ve disapproved of what we’d done.” she answered. “We knew that you would’ve told us that it wasn’t worth it, but it was worth it. You’re worth it. I only wish we’d finished the job.”

“Pinkie.” Spike said softly.

“She deserved it, and them some.” Pinkie argued. “And if I could, I'd go to the Dragon Kingdom and give it to her again and again until she either couldn’t move or drop dead.” Spike softly smiled at that last statement. It warmed his heart to know how much his friends truly cared about him. Pinkie unwrapped her arms from Spike and turned towards the door.

“What's wrong?” Spike asked.

“Its DIzzy.” Pinkie said as she stood up. “I gotta find him.”

“Hold on, Pinkie.” Spike said as he grabbed her arm. “Why are you looking for him anyway?” Spike was unsure why he asked that question. He knew why she wanted him. The whole reason he’s here with her is because of the poor stallion. Pinkie turned her head away from Spike as her face turned red.

“After getting into it with Rarity, I need.....a stress reliever.” she said.

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s gonna happen.” Spike said. “You’re gonna kill him.”

“No i’m not. Dizzy's stronger than he looks.” she said as she looked back at Spike.

“Pinkie, have you not seen what he looks like after the fact.” Spike said standing up. “It’s like he gets closer to death each time. It’s as if he’s reliving Black Week over and over again.”

“Well, what do you want me to do with all this stress and frustration?” Pinkie argued.

“I........” Spike quickly stopped himself from suggesting that he’d be the one to do it; quickly realizing that he wouldn't be able to stop himself if they went that far. Spike started to wonder how they even got to this point. First they were talking about what happened between Pinkie and Rarity, then it switched to Amethyst, and now the subject changed to whether he should let her go and have Dizzy or bang his friend’s mare. Yeah, Spike was given permission to do so, but he could help but feel that it was wrong.

“Spike?” Pinkie said; catching his attention. “If you don’t have an answer, then i’m going.”

As Pinkie turned to leave, Spike grabbed her arm again. “Pinkie, wait.” Spike pulled Pinkie back towards him, however in doing so, Pinkie lost her footing and fell forward against him. The two of them fell backwards onto the bed with Pinkie now laying on top of the dragon. Slowly raising up, Pinkie unknowingly gave Spike a perfect view of her F cup cleavage. He could clearly see that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and that caused his urges to begin to flare up.

“Sorry Spike, I........*gasp*........SPIKE!” Pinkie noticed that Spike’s eyes were starting to glow as he watched her large chest. Gritting his teeth, Spike tried to stay in control, but was quickly losing the fight.

“Oh no, Spike, hold on I know what can help!” Pinkie tried to get up, but Spike grabbed her and pulled her back on top of him with a soft growl. Her eyes widen as she felt Spike’s hands slip into her short shorts and grope her thick butt. The feeling of it’s softness caused Spike to let out a small growl and force Pinkie to grind against him. “Spike, no.” she said softly. “Snap out of it.” Spike responded by releasing another growl and removing his hands. Pinkie sighed; thinking that she got through to him, but that wasn’t the case. In one swift move, Spike flipped the two of them over so that he was on top of her. Grinding into her hard, Spike grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them hard; threatening to rip her tank top as he moved in to lick her neck. “Please.” she whispered as she felt his hot breath on her neck. Suddenly, Spike grunted as he gritted his teeth. Moving off Pinkie, Spike grabbed his head and thrashed around on the bed before falling onto the floor. “Spike!” Pinkie said in shock.

“P-P-Pinkie.” Spike said in a deep growl. It was clear to her that Spike was trying to regain control of himself and he did whatever he could to maintain control; which meant self harm. Spike started to scratch and punch himself to keep from forcing himself onto Pinkie; much to her horror.

“Spike stop!” she yelled. He didn’t stop. Spike got up and slammed his head against the wall; which proved to be ineffective. Pinkie’s heart broke as she saw the great lengths Spike put himself through in order to not hurt her. She wanted to leave to get help, but didn’t want to leave Spike alone. She hated this, she hated seeing Spike suffer like this. Unable to take it anymore, she went over to him and hugged him from behind. “Spike! It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“P-P-Pinkie.” he struggled to say. “S-S-Spike.......w-want!”

“Spike.” she said softly; knowing he couldn’t hold on anymore. “Come on, let’s get you to the bathroom.” Grabbing his arm, Pinkie helped him up and brought him to the bathroom where she quickly opened the shower curtin. Her plan was to splash Spike with cold water in order to snap him back to normal. As Pinkie bent over to grab the faucet handle, Spike got another look at her thick booty. Unable to take any more, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to him. Pinkie shrieked as she felt Spike’s hands roaming over her breasts while grinding against her. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip; stifling a moan. A loud gasp escaped her mouth as one of Spike’s hands traveled inside her shorts and started rubbing her pussy. Spike moved to sit on the edge of the tub with Pinkie in his lap and continued to pleasure her by sticking two fingers inside of her and slowly but surely, move them in and out.

Pinkie couldn’t help but moan out loud as she squirmed in Spike’s lap. Pinkie grabbed and squeezed her own breasts as she moved her hips to meet Spike’s thrusting fingers. Spike released a soft growl as he ran his tongue across Pinkie’s right shoulder. “Oooooh, it feels so good.” Pinkie thought as she felt Spike’s hot breath on her neck. “H-he’s gonna make me cum.”

Pinkie could feel it building up inside of her; a powerful release was just beyond the horizon. However, in a moment of clarity, she realized that this couldn’t go on. Slowly but surly she somehow managed to inch the two of them closer towards the faucet handle. Feeling that she was trying to get away from him, Spike plunged his fingers deeper into her; causing her to moan out loud and lean backwards. The two of them fell into the tub with Pinkie trying desperately to grab onto something. Her heavy panting and loud moaning filled the bathroom as she managed to sit upright. Spike didn’t let up on his assault. He grabbed Pinkie’s top with his free hand and pulled it over her head; her F cup breasts jiggling free as he did so. Pinkie, now topless, inched closer and closer to the faucet and placed her hand on it, but not before realizing that she coming close to the end. “Spike, Spike! I’m cumming!” she yelled. Spike growled as he felt her inner walls squeeze his fingers. “I’m cumming, i’m cumming, i’m cumming, I’M CUMMING!” Pinkie quickly turned the handle as a powerful orgasm hit her hard. Cold water from the shower head hit the two of them; causing Spike to yell out in shock as he reverted back to normal. Pinkie’s body shook violently as her juices poured out of her. Once Spike fully regained his senses, he looked down to see Pinkie twitching in his lap with his hand inside her shorts.

“GAH!” Spike yelled as he removed his hand. “Pinkie?! Pinkie! W-what happened?!”

“Best. Orgasm. Ever.” she muttered before she passed out.

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In the early morning, Pinkie slowly awoke to the sun beams shining in her room; the memories of last night suddenly replaying in her mind. Sitting up, she looked around the room for any sign of Spike and found none. “Spike?” she called out, but received no answer. Getting out of bed, Pinkie made her way to the bathroom, only to discover it was locked. “Spike, you in there?”

“DON’T COME IN!” he yelled.

“Spike, what’s wrong?” she asked. “Is it about what happened last night?”

“JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!” he yelled.

“Spike, you know I can just pick the lock so you might as well open the door and talk to me.” she said. There was a brief period of silence between the two of them before Pinkie heard the door being unlocked. Once it opened, she saw Spike soaking wet wearing only his shorts while holding his head down; the look of shame written all over his face. “Spike, what’s the matter?”

Spike looked up to face her but quickly turned his head away once he saw that she was topless.

“Spike, talk to me.” she pleaded, not caring that her breasts were exposed. There was another period of silence between the two of them before Spike spoke up again.

“I......I did it again, didn’t I?” he asked.

“Did what?” Pinkie raised an eyebrow.

“I lost control and forced myself on you, didn’t I?” he said. Pinkie noticed that his body was trembling, and it wasn’t from the cold water.

“I......w-well......kind of.” she admitted. Spike’s body started trembling even more. His fears were now confirmed. He lost control and forced himself on Pinkie. He’d hurt one of his closest friends. Spike went to shut himself in the bathroom, but Pinkie stopped the door from being closed. There was a brief struggle with the door before Spike slipped on the wet floor and fell backwards. With nothing to push up against, Pinkie fell forward and landed right on top of Spike. It was deja vu for her seeing as how this was how it started last night. “Spike!” she said in shock; out of fear that Spike was hurt. Looking down, Pinkie saw that Spike’s head was right between her breasts and that to her surprise, he didn’t lose control.

“Are you okay?” she asked as she removed his head from her large bosom.

“Y-yeah.” he said with a blush as he look away from her. “T-this was a mistake. I shouldn’t have come here.”

“Spike.” she said softly.

“I’m a ticking time bomb.” he said. “It gets harder and harder for me to control myself every time I start to loose it.”

“Well whenever you do, we’ll just dump cold water on you.” Pinkie said jokingly; trying to lighten up the situation. This caused Spike to turn his head and stare her in the eyes. A look of seriousness and fear displayed on his face.

“And what if that doesn’t work next time?!” he said. “What if I lose it completely and go after some random mare?! It’s bad enough that I can’t remember what happens after I black out, the last thing I need is to worry about whether or not I may or may not have ra......” Pinkie silenced Spike with a small peck on the forehead. Moving to a sitting position, she pulled Spike up into a an embrace; smashing her breasts against him once again.

“We’ll figure something out, okay.” she reassured him. “You don’t have to go through this alone.”

Pinkie’s reassuring worlds caused Spike to calm down a bit. After a few minutes of sitting there, both Spike and Pinkie got up and left the bathroom. The cold water he doused himself with combine with the cold air from the air conditioner, caused Spike to shiver. He felt as though he was in the middle of a blizzard; he was shivering that much. “S-so c-c-cold.” he struggled to say; earning a giggle from Pinkie.

“Let’s get dress and meet up with the others.” she suggested.

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Sometime later, Spike and Pinkie left her room and walked down the hallway; Pinkie latched onto Spike’s arm smiling. "Thanks, Spike." she said. "For getting me to tell you about what happened. I feel as if a giant rainbow pie has been lifted off my shoulders."

"Does this mean you're gonna start talking to Rarity again?" he asked.

"I.......I don't know." she said as sadness started to take over. "I don't think i'm ready yet."

Spike sighed. "Okay, no need to rush it."

Pinkie giggled then squeezed his arm a bit tighter. "Thanks Spike." she said. "And on a side note, what happened last night, I enjoyed it. Maybe we can do it again sometime." It was obvious that Pinkie was teasing him again, so Spike played along.

"Sure, but only if you be a good girl and stop taking your frustrations out on Dizzy." he said. The two of the looked at each other and shared a laugh. Soon after, they saw Twilight leaving her room; holding a bag that contained her swimsuit and other things. “There you are, Spike.” she said. “I’ve been looking all over for you last night.”

“You have?” he asked.

“Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about the beach games today.” she explained. “We already came up with a game plan. Come on, i’ll show you.” Twilight reached into her bag and pulled out the list that held all the game events and what order they were going to be played in; explaining to both Spike and Pinkie how they were gonna take the approach.