Two weeks later Spike found himself again surrounded by nine eager-to-be-bred mares. And again he found himself locked in the same room where that first night of passion and breeding took place. A room now aptly renamed ’Dragon Breeding Grounds’ by an overly eager Twilight.

If that wasn’t enough, these nine new mares were also mares he had come to know in one way or another; all of them carefully selected and reviewed by his mother, Celestia, and approved by Luna.

When he first entered the room he was greeted by the sight of these nine mares already naked and waiting for him. He was surprised to see who they were as his mother had wanted to save their identities as a surprise. And what a surprise it was! After a short talk with the mares, Spike came to know of their motives for offering themselves as mothers to his kirin foals. Arrangements had already been made and signed, such as Celestia’s and Luna’s promise that the Crown would generously support the soon-to-be breeding mares.

At least, in some cases.

Trixie’s motive was, if not childish, then certainly endearing. She liked Spike as a friend, but after Starlight told her what she had done, Trixie didn’t feel like leaving her best friend alone like that. And so, Trixie decided to carry a kirin foal alongside her dearest friend.

Then came his old friend, Lyra, who confessed she always liked him and always kept a crush on him, much like Moondancer, Twinkleshine, Minuette, and Lemon Hearts did. He believed her alright, the way she was treating his sack was proof enough for him.

And wherever Lyra went, Bon Bon followed. Or should he say Sweetie Drops? He didn’t know much about her true identity, but she was always friendly to him. She only stated that she would always support Lyra no matter what, even if that meant joining her in motherhood.

Another duet of friends made their appearance, too: Vinyl and Octavia. Both famous musicians, both long-time friends, and both longing to embrace him ever since the day they all met in Canterlot all those years ago. Of course, he knew they were an item, but that never stopped them from teasing him with promises of one day bearing his foals. Now a future reality.

Then came the oldest of the ’Flower Trio’, Roseluck. They had always been friendly towards him in an open manner, and while not quite close friends, Spike respected her and her sisters for their work despite their tendency for overreacting. Imagine his surprise when she told him she was a dragonphiliac and that she would do anything for a chance to bear his foals? How could he refuse her?

The last three mares were the biggest surprise, however.

Berry Punch, a mother already, had always been a fun mare to be around. Genuinely funny and caring, her drinking habit made her an endearing addition in every party, being a happy drunk had its benefits; perhaps that had been the main reason why the two of them were so quick to befriend the other. A benefit of being a dragon was his incapacity to get drunk with alcohol, which made him the perfect drinking partner for Berry. She offered herself for a steady lifetime supply of booze and because she was frustrated that he had never got her hints to rut her brains out before.

Mayor Mare was far simpler and straightforward. She wanted a foal, end of story. But if she was going to have a foal, might as well be for the future of Equestria. And with someone she respected for his work around Ponyville and to Princess Twilight.

And last but not least was Ditzy Doo, better known as Derpy, nickname given thanks to her clumsy nature. Spike could only describe her as an adorable and fantastic mother. Their friendship had always been very simple, but endearing. She, ashamed, admitted she did it for the bits; raising two daughters was not easy on her pockets. But she also confessed she wanted to be a mother again before she leaped and kissed him oh so tenderly.

Now Spike found himself pounding at Derpy’s depths, the mare panting and moaning in delight as yet another orgasm coursed through her body, repeating over and over again she wanted his foal. He felt his orgasm nearing and with it Derpy’s wish.

The night was just beginning. He had nine gorgeous, eager, beautiful mares to please, breed, and impregnate with his seed. Spike knew it was going to be a long night… or three. He needed to be sure that when they walked out of the room it would be with his offspring growing inside their wombs.

Nine mares so close to his heart were already pregnant. These new nine mares would soon follow.

And Spike knew this was far from over.

On another room, three alicorn princesses watched as their plan continued onward undeterred. All three of them knowing their turn with Spike would come sooner or later. All they had to do was wait.

Author's Notes:

Special thank to everyone that read this!

Special thanks to QuelloScelto for ordering those wonderful commissions and allowing me the chance to write these short stories about them!