Twilight was positively giddy today, and for good reason! Today she was finally going to follow in the footsteps of the single greatest magician to ever live, Starswirl the Bearded, and create her own magic portal to another universe.

She had wanted to do something like this since the first day she had been to the Human World, but her studies on how to do this had always come up short, mostly because she alone never had the magical power to punch through the fabric of reality. Now though, her apprentice Starlight Glimmer had just enough ability after saving Equestria from the changelings, that the two of them would be able to do it. Easily in fact!

While Celestia, Luna, and Cadance were always too busy to help her, Starlight was more than willing to chip even. She was even stoked about it!

The two had went out and bought a mirror earlier that day, and were now waiting eagerly while Spike set it up.

"Are you almost done with it Spike?" Twilight excitedly exclaimed, prancing in place. Spike gave a deep sigh.

"I'm almost done with it." Spike said, annoyance in his voice as he screwed the final strut into the mirror's sand and with a deep grunt pushed the heavy mirror back, standing it up. "You know, it would have been a lot quicker and easier if you just used your levitation or something to do it."

"Yeah we know." Starlight said with a roll of her eyes, "but as we already explained, we don't want to leave any residual magic on it."

"Otherwise it could explode." Twilight explained.

"Or create a blackhole." Starlight continued.

"Or punch a hole so deep in the fabric of reality that it could destroy the multiverse!" Twilight shouted, her hands coming to the sides of her head. Spike and Starlight were quiet for a couple moments.

"I'm uhhh… Not so sure about that last one." Starlight replied quietly.

"Yeah, now that I think about it, that was a bit of an overreaction," Twilight replied with a blush.

Starlight chuckled at her Alicorn friend/mentor, "You ready?"

"Yes ma'am." Twilight replied as the two turned to the mirror and charged their horns. With narrowed eyes, the two of them enveloped the mirror with a shared energy, cerulean and violet energies dancing with each other on the surface of the mirror.

"Are you ready for this?" Twilight asked, locking eyes with her student.

"Are you kidding? I haven't been this ready for anything since me and Trixie were about to fu-" Starlight shouted before twilight cleared her throat and gestured to Spike, who was sitting in the corner of the room watching them.

"Fuuuund a charity event?" Starlight slowly corrected herself.

"You can just say fuck. It's not like I haven't heard of it before." Spike rolled his eyes.

"Yes, but you are still a baby dragon." Twilight said back to him in a scolding manner.

"I'm eighteen. That is legally an adult in Equestria." Spike grunted back.

"Not in Dragon years."

"Yeah, with them I'd be a teen, I am the same age as Ember."

"Then uhh… Why are you so short?" Starlight interjected.

"Ix-nay on the ort-shay." Twilight replied in a panic.

Spike harrumphed and crossed his arms over his chest, looking away from them and deeply frowning.

"Sorry." Starlight replied as Twilight sighed.

"Let's get back to the experiment." Twilight exclaimed before she closed her eyes and focused on the spell, Starlight joining in.

The two collectively fired a laser at the mirror, which joined in the aura they had collectively wrapped it in. Spike saw the two start to visibly sweat as the mirror slightly lifted off the ground and rattle, shaking so violently that the reflections within blurred.

No one noticed the screw Spike put in shake loose.

A flash of energy shot out of the mirror and bathed the room in light, before dimming down and allowing a rainbow of colors to flash across the polished glass of the mirror and settle back to a reflection.

"D... Did it work?" Starlight asked. Twilight smiled back to her.

"Only one way to find out." Twilight said as the two set it down. Just then, the stand of the mirror snapped off and it tumbled backwards. Twilight and Starlight, in a panic fumbled the levitation spell to catch it, and it fell onto it's back.

The mirror cracked, and for a moment nothing happened. Then a whirlwind of energy shot out of it and into the air. Spike managed to grab onto a bookshelf, but Starlight and Twilight had nothing to hold onto in the middle of the room.

They both screamed, before they lost their footing and were drawn in by the mirror's magical suction. The votex died down as soon as they entered, dropping books, furniture and Spike to the ground. The dragon pulled himself up and looked down at the shattered mirror.

"Twilight?"

The very first thing both of them felt, was dirt. Coarse, rough and irritating dirt. Starlight was the first to rouse herself into action. She slowly pulled herself up and opened her eyes to find she was in Our Town, but it was strangely different. All of the buildings were decorated with green and purple banners next to their front doors, and the street was strangely absent of people.

Twilight grunted and pulled herself up soon after and glanced around as well. "Where are we? What happened?" She asked Starlight.

"No idea." Replied the Unicorn. She was suddenly silenced when she heard the unsheathing of a sword behind her. They both turned around to see a massing of ponies in purple armor and green mohawks gathered behind them.

Standing at the front of them was a large dark grey dragon with two white horns, who lowered a sword, the tip pointed towards Twilight's face.

"On your feet." The dragon hissed.

Spike threw open the doors to his chamber after a rather quick wipe down to clean himself off. Sure enough, Ember and Thorax were still in the middle of toying with each other.

Spike always liked letting his slaves play with each other. It was good for bonding, and exercise. It also let his pets form a mood of healthy competition. Seeing which one of them were better at pleasing Spike, for instance.

Spike cleared his throat and the two separated slightly, staring up at their Emperor with needy eyes, arms still firmly wrapped around each other.

"Ember, would you be a dear and help me with breaking our favorite Changeling in? The poor boy hasn't been yet introduced to the wonder's of his Emperor's scepter has he?" Spike asked as he stood at the side of the bed.

A fire burst into Ember's eyes and a smile graced her beautiful and perfect face. She turned to stare at the other slave, his shining compact eyes cutely stared at both of them sheepishly, as he let out that cute whimper, the one only he could produce. It simply melted their hearts every time he did it.

Ember wasted no time in tightening her grip around the changeling and realigning him so he was on his back perpendicular to Spike who still stood at the side of the bed.

Spike bent down slowly, putting a hand on either side of Thorax's face as he drew him in for a loving kiss. Thorax would have wrapped his arms around Spike's midriff, if Ember were not pinning them above his head.

Slowly, Spike separated himself from Thorax. While he pulled back into a standing pose, the Emperor ran his hands down the sides of the Changeling's abdomen, admiring his exotic and girlish body, and smiling at all the squirms he gave.

It was said that in the olden days, before Celestia banned all the fun things like slavery, harems and sentient pets, that pony nobles would often use Changeling sex slaves as status symbols. They were right to do that of course. Changelings were hard to catch and even harder to break. It was only right that Spike followed in their footsteps now that he was creating a perfect society.

Spike really lucked out when he got his hands on Thorax. Or well, Spike really lucked out when Thorax caught him and painstakingly dragged the larger heavier drake when he slipped over the edge of that ravine wall back when they first met. Otherwise his reign would have met a very sudden and nasty end.

Curse not having wings. He would need to ask Ember when they were supposed to come in. Spike was a really late bloomer thanks to Twilight.

Spike arrived at Thorax's hooves as he finished that thought. The Emperor gripped them and slowly, teasingly raised them up and spread them, giving him access to his pets virgin hole. Spike obviously took the liberty of lubing up before coming back in, he wasn't a monster! (At least not totally.)

"Don't worry. You're going to love this so much. I promise." Ember whispered tenderly to Thorax as she took one of his hands into hers. Thorax tightly gripped her hand as he shook, staring down at the absolute monster he was about to be split in half by.

Spike smiled at his slaves' bond as he slowly and gently slid his hips forwards, slowly pushing himself into his changeling's quivering boy box. The changeling's back arched as he cried out, tightening his grip on Ember's hand.

Spike grit his teeth. It hurt him so much to have to damage his slave like this, but there was no way to make this any less painful. It only made sense for the master to be the one to take the slave's virginity. Thorax couldn't transform himself any wider either, because that wouldn't be the real him which was something Thorax always struggled with.

It was why Spike had permanently fit his horn with a magic inhibiter ring. Thorax struggled to realize that Ember and Spike loved him for him.

Spike soon hilted inside the changeling's rather overstuffed hole, which left him a quivering panting mess. "Shhh shh shh. You're over the initial hump Thorax," Ember said to him stroking the Changeling's face. "taking it at first always hurts the most. It'll feel much better from hear on out."

Spike illustrated the point by giving a few slight shakes of the hips which caused Thorax to buck his hips weakly and moan.

When the dragon lord felt Thorax was properly adjusted he pulled back from the warm and inviting confines of his pet's rear, before thrusting back in. Thorax's eyes shot open and he screamed in adoration.

Spike smiled at his pet's tenacity. He'd become a needy buttslut yet.

Spike continued to slowly pull out and quickly shove back in a couple more times before gradually picking up the pace. In and out, again and again, until he had reached a comfortable pace that kept Thorax screaming his joy to the world constantly.

"M-master! I-I love you!" Thorax suddenly cried out after one particularly harsh thrust that had shook the entire bed. "Yes! Yes! Fill me with your love!"

Thorax's begging only served to rouse the Dragon further. Licking his lips, Spike picked up the pace further, seemingly shaking the entire room with the intensity of his abuse of the changeling's poor, poor prostate.

Thorax once again arched his back and screamed in primal pleasure as his entire body tensed up. His small rod, spewed out his cum with such intensity that it splattered all over both his and Ember's chest and face.

But it paled in comparison to Spikes. Thorax's mind simply went blank when Spike's body clenched up and he buried himself inside of his rear. Spike's superior rod pulsed once, then twice, then unleashed it's load, painting the changeling's insides white.

Spike unleashed his tide with a dignified grunt and collapsed forwards slightly, catching himself with his arms before he crushed the changeling. He let out several deep exhales before looking up to his two slaves, each of them covered in splotches of white.

"Perhaps I was a little too pent up." He said with a smile. Ember giggled, but Thorax was to exhausted to even hear him.

Spike pulled himself up, some of his seed falling out of the changeling and onto the floor. Reaching down, he picked up the changeling bridle style. Spike carried him over to the head of the bed and delicately tucked the changeling into the velvet sheets. Thorax had fallen asleep in his arms.

The dragon rubbed the back of his hand down the side of the Changeling's face lovingly before turning over to Ember. "Ruling the world has it's perks, but you and Thorax beat all of them." Spike quietly said to her, which caused her to simply beam.

The door to their room was suddenly thrown open by Garble.

"MY LORD!" The Red Drake suddenly shouted. The simultaneous roars of anger he received from both dragons caused him to visibly flinch.

Spike was quick to rise from the bed and close the distance between them. The Emperor grabbed the general by the throat and lifted him off the ground, his green glowing eyes narrowed. "This had better be pretty fucking important or I WILL snap your neck right here, right now."

Garble clawed at his master's wrist, chocking loudly. "M-my lord," Garble wheezed deeply. "A p-p-portal opened up in Our Town. Charcoal reported seeing Twilight Sparkle and Starlight Glimmer falling out of it."

Spike's eyes suddenly widened, before filling up with anger. The Emperor violently threw Garble to the ground and roared in anger.

"Capture them!" He shouted in primal rage, loud enough to shake the palace. "CAPTURE THEM!"

Wow, I never expected this story to blow up like this.

Thanks to everyone who's read and liked/favorited/followed this story so far.

I swear to whatever diety or god exists that my next update will either be to Nightmare before Dusk or a oneshot or I will publically commit die.