Author's Notes:

As promised, clop. But this isn’t the only chapter with it, you’ll see why in later chapters.

Daring was having trouble keeping her bust at a size that worked with her attire, everything was a little tight around her bosom, and she wasn’t used to using her natural magic to reduce her bustline. A little discomfort was going to be worth what was coming; her sexy smirk was hidden from Spike as she led him to the temple from the camp they set up a short ways off from the temple. Holding the idol replica, she knew instinctively what to do for a particular ritual, one that would help bring out Spike’s kinkier tendencies. Of course, the ritual would also do a few other things, like reveal the actual size of her bust.

Both she and Spike were in their expedition attire; she snickered to herself about how it would not be on them for long. Daring had actually been told the ritual by Zelshirska the night before, one that the dragon goddess had found most amusing in her time.

Chances were Spike was a little confused by her bust size, and would be even more once she finished setting up. Daring made sure Spike had the water and energy bars were within a reasonably close proximity to them, which he took to mean at the edge of the temple. Once they got started on this things would get interesting, very interesting. She told him it would be for the best if the crates were in the temple during their time there.

Just before heading to the temple Daring had Spike send a letter saying where she and Star Log had been living when she disappeared along with the circumstances around them. She then had him haul the crates to the temple, he didn’t ask why and probably had his own ideas about why he had to do so. Daring also got a bit of kick out of Spike doing what she asked, especially when she got glimpses of him without a shirt.

First thing Daring had Spike do once they were in the temple, which was remarkably well preserved for some reason, was have him wait in what she now knew as the ceremonial chamber, she had suspected as much when she had first found the artifact. Of course, at the time, she didn’t think she would be returning the way she was now.

Before continuing she had him bring the crates into the temple and prop them up at a space between the pedestal and the ritual chamber, which had sets of four columns suspiciously close to each other as if they were trying to imitate a wall. Looking around, it could be seen; the dividing repeated that aesthetic several times all around the area. The columns were more square than circular, although they did have rounded bases and tops. Spike was likely wondering about all that, but once she was finished with the beginnings of the ritual, he would be focused on something else entirely.

Daring licked her lips erotically, as well as subconsciously, as she made sure everything was ready for the ritual before she placed the idol and began positioning it. She would have to set the idol in twelve different positions, with the last position facing the ritual chamber.

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Spike watched Daring as she oriented the statue, he figured she was trying to determine the right way to have it face for her to try recreating a ritual they knew almost nothing about. Twilight’s books had come in handy, some of them actually detailed some ancient dragon rituals that were likely to have been used here with the idol.

During his observation he came to a startling revelation, she didn’t just look more prominent because of her bustline. Daring had gradually been increasing heightwise during their trek; he only hadn’t noticed it due to her “other” attractive qualities. But now that he thought about it, their heights were almost on par. When this whole thing started, she was just a little taller than Rainbow Dash, but that only brought her crown to about the same height as his lower chest. If he had been his current height when Twilight was a unicorn she would have been about there, her growth spurt when she ascended to alicorn put her eye level with his neck as of present. Princess Luna had her eye level with his mouth as of recent events, and he was actually a few inches shorter than Celestia. Cadance was just tall enough to have her head comfortably rest in the crook of his neck, much to the amusement of both Shining and Flurry. Flurry herself, now a legal adult of nineteen, only came up to about the center of his chest.

Of course, all thoughts about what the ritual would ultimately entail ended about forty minutes later when he found himself, literally, missing the outfit he had been wearing when they entered the temple. Daring half sauntered/half sashayed her way to him, also entirely in the nude. Spike wanted to say something, but it got caught in his throat as he saw Daring’s bust balloon from DDs to an H-Cup as she approached him. She had a sexy smirk that left no room for doubt she knew exactly what had happened. And for the first time in his life, Spike really didn’t care about the why when it came to the mare.

Spike could feel his penises getting hard, in almost no time he already had a pair of fully erected dragon dicks ready to go. “Just what kind of ritual did you do?” Spike inquired, also thinking that was his best choice of question under the circumstances.

“Just a little ritual to remove the attire of everyone in the complex, which just means you and me at the moment,” said Daring in a much more lusciously sexy voice than before. “You see, some recent events have made me very, very horny and I need my partner to drill and pound me back to a more manageable level.”

Spike realized what she was getting at; Daring wanted the two of them to have sexual intercourse, probably over an extended period of time. Thinking about it for a few seconds, Spike realized he was a little more than okay with that. After all, he had imagining getting in Daring’s pants since idol had been restored back in Ponyville. Now, she was telling him to go through with actually fucking her.

Spike was apprehensive, while wanted to do just that they were in an ancient temple, he didn’t want to defile it. “Are you sure this is where we should be doing that sort of thing? I mean, we are in a temple dedicated to an ancient goddess.”

“A goddess who is said to have reigned over fertility,” said Daring in her new sultry voice, Spike almost lost his load at that. Daring continued to advance, “This temple was erected in her honor, this ritual chamber was where the new priestesses and newly promoted priestesses engaged in sexual orgies to celebrate their positions in the faith. Celebrations, I might add, that lasted hours. I decided to take up Zelshirska’s offer, and it made it necessary to use this chamber. So, let’s see how long you can go with me. This is the reason I had the provisions brought in so close; chances are we might be needing them in the foreseeable future.”

Spike didn’t understand all of it, but he got enough of a gist to it to just go with it. He approached Daring and rammed her up against the wall-like columns that she had somehow managed to place behind her, slightly forcefully strategically, he heard the columns shiver but couldn’t hear any telltale sounds of cracking. Spike slid his rods into Daring, penetrating both her vagina and plot at the same time. He could feel his penis spines, which ironically were dull as a cotton ball, folding into Daring and feeling her body stimulate him in a manner that even his wet dreams fell short of emulating.

Spike knew he would be getting his twin, twenty-one inch long, dicks wet at some point, just not quite like this. The setup was ritualistic, and Daring even said this was all part of some religious ritual. He really didn’t care, he just wanted to keep going as long as she would let him, he would deal with the consequences later.

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Daring felt herself get slammed up against the columns as if Spike were forcing her up against a wall during sex, both his penises slid right into her wet and willing body. Each stud on his penises was like a bump of pure ecstasy moving deeper into her body. She could feel every inch of him moving further and further.

Daring was more than a little surprised she could take Spike was all the way up to the hilt, seeing as his twin rods were more significant than any ponies had a right to be. The most prominent a stallion could get regarding length was 18 inches, Spike’s monster cocks were each over twenty by the way they felt inside her. It was at this point Daring started thinking about how Spike’s twin rods were all hers and nopony else was allowed to have them.

Spike was pounding her with just enough force to keep her against the columns but not hurt her, her extremely lively and juicy looking breasts bouncing with energy during the whole thing was probably factor to the continued rhythm Spike was doing with their bodies. Daring’s screams and moans of pleasure during that early portion were perhaps a factor in his continued sexual approach to her.

Before either of them knew it, they were on the floor with Daring on top of Spike kissing him with such passion that the dancing their tongues did made the five-hour kiss they did on the train look like foals just learning the craft. The erotic dance of their tongues as they screwed each other caused both to moan erotically in each other’s mouth.

Daring could feel Spike releasing his load inside of her as they kissed, it sprayed all over the inside of her womb. She was pretty sure she had just gotten pregnant, Daring didn’t feel very worried by it, she was actually pretty excited. She had never really gotten to try her hand at motherhood, something she had regretted the past couple of decades. Daring had recently found herself wishing to pass her torch of adventure to the new generation; personally, the most direct way for that would be to have foals herself.

Before she knew it she had ended the kiss that lasted who knew how long and was screaming, “Yes, fill me with your seed, you marvelous drake, give me foals like none other. Make me pregnant with your progeny, let us show them what a true union of dragon and pony looks like.”

Spike just growled with ecstasy and continued to pump her. He was only partially aware of what he was doing, he had somehow found himself between his usual self and greed self. If he remembered any of this, he would have to ask Twilight for assistance in figuring it out.