Spike didn’t know how long it had been; chances were Daring didn’t either. When he finally snapped back to reality, the ambient light told him it was either sunset or sunrise, and to think they were still going at it with this sexual ritual. Speaking of which, Spike felt the presence of one of his dicks in Daring’s mouth, the softness of her lips and inner structure of her mouth was erotically stimulating.

When Spike looked down, he saw Daring Do happily sucking his massive joystick while also orienting the other at her body for some reason. He could feel another set of loads building up; he had completely lost track of how often he had been letting loose his spooge. Chances were he had impregnated Daring, and he vaguely recalled her screaming something about wanting that very thing in the throes of ecstasy.

When his loads were unleashed he was treated to a sight he would have never imagined, that he found extremely hot. Daring gulping down his cum while making sure his cum covered her front, starting with the top of her massive juggs going all the way in an enormous ellipse that ended in a way to make it look like she was showing off her waist as if she was wearing some partially formed belly shirt that was incredibly erotic. It was almost like she had tried, and deliberately failed, to make a sensual bikini.

Spike only had one question that escaped his mouth, “Why did you do that?”

“You already marked my insides,” said Daring in a sultry voice followed by an erotic lick of her lips, “it’s only fair you mark my outside as well.”

Spike lost awareness after that, waking up in the midst of taking Daring from behind with her arms braced against a set of the wall-like columns and breasts shaking with a sexy rhythm as he pounded her. He felt thirsty, really thirsty, but he didn’t want to stop drilling Daring. He slapped her plot in frustration, causing her elicit an erotic moan.

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Daring thought she had seen one cycle of sunset and sunrise but wasn’t sure due to the extreme ecstasy flooding her system. At one point she had gulped Spike’s cum while also spraying it across most of her front, which she only vaguely recalled doing.

When Spike asked her why she had done it she had said something about him marking her inside and out; she was still only vaguely aware of what she was saying and doing. The only things she seemed entirely focused on were sexually pleasing Spike and the taste of his semen in her mouth, in addition to its intoxicating musky scent it had a burning sweet feel in her mouth. The sensation burned like cinnamon, was sweeter than honey, felt richer than chocolate could ever be, had a saltiness that was more enjoyable than a bag of nuts and had an aftertaste that reminded her of honey mixed with chocolate and salty caramel.

The musk of his semen was beyond intoxicating; it had all her favorite scents. It smelled like honeyed apples coated in a mix of rich dark chocolate and salty caramel with a hint of cinnamon. Before she knew what she was doing she was riding his rods again, the pleasure they induced made ecstasy seem inadequate, and she was intimately kissing him again. Their bodies danced around the room to an unheard melody while their tongues danced to an entirely different erotic tune.

This room ceased to be the ancient temple’s ritual chamber; it was her private dancehall with Spike. A place they were free to dance the way they had always wanted, regardless of what anypony else said. Before she knew it, her legs were wrapped around his waist as they continued to move about the room in their erotic dance. As they continued around the room she could feel Spike wiping some of his spunk off her breast, an act that also felt like he was delightfully rough in fondling it.

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Spike couldn’t believe the ravenousness of Daring’s sexual behavior, and he also couldn’t believe how hot he thought it was. Before he knew it, she had her legs wrapped around his waist and was kissing him with an erotic passion; his legs danced around the room while his cocks were firmly rooted in her, with their tongues dancing around their mouths. Almost instinctively, Spike wiped some of his splooge from her right breast, an act that caused an erotic moan from her in his mouth. As if she knew what he was going ask, she broke their immensely intimate kiss and licked his cream of the hand presented her and gulped it down; he shot a load from each of his rods at the sight. He repeated the process with her left breast, to the exact same response.

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After another load release inside her Daring felt Spike pull out, she really didn’t want that in her euphoric state. That is until he started sucking on one breast while fondling the other, her pleasure shot so far that her bliss brought her to the point of a hazy clarity. Daring didn’t know how, seeing as this was not something pegasi could do and she had not been informed she should be able to do with her new priestess status, but she realized she could fill her juggs with milk.

Daring filled her breasts with rich, creamy milk and watched in bliss as Spike tried to drink it up. Spike was alternating between her breasts, trying to down as much of her fresh fluid as possible. It was as if Daring was in a state of transcended bliss.

Suddenly Daring heard the voice of Zelshirska say, “Well, I’ve never had any priestess ever do that trick, I’m glad you accepted my offer. Your reasons why are of no real concern to me, but this is probably the most intense anointing ritual I’ve seen in ages, seeing as you’ve been at it for the past four days. I’m surprised neither of you is feeling dehydrated, considering how long you’ve been at it without a break. You’re going to be downing a lot of water when this is over. You more than him, since you’re literally feeding him a drink. I didn’t expect you to give me this much energy over such a short amount of time. I look forward to your next endeavor as my liaison to the mortal realm.”

It was shortly after this that Daring seemingly blacked out. She could still feel Spike against her as she slipped into a world of black.

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Daring came to in the middle of downing a bottle of water, a quick look around her as she drank told her that she had downed five bottles prior. She spotted Spike a short ways off from her, in a small nest of water bottles and energy bar wrappers. Looking at her hooves, Daring noticed a moderately sized pile of wrappers for the energy bars they had brought intermingled with a few more water bottles in proximity to herself. That was probably the best first time having sex the two had ever had, likely to be their best sex ever, pity they mostly remembered it in pieces.

Daring suddenly realized she was still lactating, she hadn’t figured out how to turn her milk production off. She could hear Zelshirska laughing in all corners of her head; the dragon goddess apparently thought this was hilarious. Looking down at herself, Daring noticed her front was mostly cleared of Spike’s spunk. She could still smell the intoxicating aroma of his spunk, but it wasn’t driving her to wild acts of sex anymore.

Well, since she was the new High Priestess of a fertility goddess and had just consummated with Spike she figured they were now officially married, she’d tell him on the ride home.

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Spike felt like he had a hangover, the small nest of water bottles and energy bars made him feel like he had probably gone a little too far. That was one fantastic way to lose your virginity, even if he could only remember pieces of the whole thing. Looking over at Daring, he saw he hadn’t been hallucinating, she really was taller and genuinely did have a pair of H-Cups on her chest. An image of her massaging his poles with her massive juggs flashed through his head, followed by a scene of him double nipple fucking her massive mammaries for a few seconds before getting sprayed out by her milk.

Looking over at the ritual chamber he saw puddles of cum in some places, pools of her milk in others and two corners had puddles composed of cum and her milk. They had used the chamber for its intended purpose, which didn’t stop him from wanting to clean it despite having nothing to clean it with.

For a moment he entertained the idea of having Daring going through the whole chamber cleaning it with her tongue, he shook the thought from his mind. That would be a waste of her tongue, it would ruin the incredible kisses she gives, Spike thought. “How long did we go at it?” inquired Spike as he picked up his nest of trash and moved to drop it in one of the crates.

“Five or six days, I think,” said Daring, shuffling all her trash into the nearest crate as well, “we kind of lost track of time in the throes of passion.”

“I’ll say, you were really ravenous. Of course, it was in the best way possible. I didn’t know pegasi could do that milk thing with their breasts; I know they can have some measure of control over their breast size using their natural magics.”

“Pegasi can’t do the thing with breast milk,” said Daring, “it seems to be an ability I acquired due to my agreement with Zelshirska. That crazy dragoness is laughing at me right now.”

It took Spike a moment for to let it sink in, Daring’s more dramatic changes had come from a deal with Zelshirska. Spike wondered what her reasoning for it could be; he had a good idea why he was her partner. He was suddenly fearing the repercussions, if not from Daring then several of the other mares in his life.

Author's Notes:

I got a little criticism that my clop scenes were a bit lacking, so I decided the first set of clop scenes would take up almost two whole chapters. On the plus side, Spike has an extremely memorable first time. Things will tone down a bit after this, kind of makes sense that a wind down is needed after two chapters worth of clop back to back.

And look, Daring got a massive rack, big enough to seriously compete with an alicorn.