Spike groans, rolling his body around a little in the tiny little bed. His muscles shift and press against the soft bedding while more bodies move around in his curled form. Slender moans as she leans against Spike’s strong neck, nuzzling her blank face against the scales of the strong dragon. She then ‘opens’ her eyes and sees the three mares snuggling up to Spike’s chest and stomach, nuzzling and moaning against him. Scootaloo, however, snores away and drools against his stomach while planting her cheek against the breathing body.

Slender then turns her head and looks at the giant dragon as he smacks his lips and opens his eyes. The pupils roll around almost drunkenly before they land on her. “Hey…” he yawns, opening his prominent jaw and showing his sharp teeth before it shuts again. “Morning sexy,” he teases and gets a soft nuzzle in return from the eldritch mare. “Are the girls up yet? I can feel Scootaloo drooling from here,” he chuckles.

Slender shakes her head while petting a hoof along the spines on his head and neck. “Still resting like normal. Maybe we should let them. It was a tiring day yesterday with the shipping lanes being packed to the brim.”

Spike groans, raising his head and looking upon his close three mares. All grown up from their time as fillies, they are now full-grown mares and with the bodies to boot. Slender smirks as she watches the drake lick his lips and eye the girls’ flanks with lust in his eyes. The one most splayed out and showing off is Scootaloo as she was tossing and turning last night. Her slender but firm body fits out nicely in the tiny shorts and vest built for stallions but packs well for the small titted mare. Applebloom moans as she nuzzles against Spike’s stomach while curling up under his tail. Her wide hips and plush flank only soften the hard scales as she yawns cutely in her sleep while wearing only the black lacy panties and bra pieces for her ample bust. Sweetie Belle smacks her lips and curls up more around Slender’s tail as her model-like body only helps the image of her wearing the lingerie-like sleepwear.

Slender reaches up and scratches under the drake’s chin, making him growl contently. “Easy. You will get them soon,” she offers while running the hoof down his neck. “Now, you have some paperwork to do. After that, a look over some ships that were just released. And then finally make sure some shipping lanes are covered,” she lists off, using one of her tentacles to bring over a datapad with the tasks today in more detail. Though, she does find it amusing that the dragon’s eyes glaze over at times whenever the jobs are listed out, prompting a sharp slap on his side to wake him up. “Pay attention.” The scolding mistress catches Spike’s mind for a moment as he turns an eye to look at the strange mare. “After that is all done, you can then look things over with Ridley over what young Arcane has been finding,” she offers while seeing the hungry and salivating head leans towards the three sleeping mares as they squirm around and start to wake. “And…maybe tonight we can try a little something,” she finishes with a soft whisper.

Spike whirls his head around to see the white-furred and blank face mare staring back at him with no eyes. “Re-Really?” he asks tentatively.

Slender nods and reaches up to pat a soft hoof on his heavy muscled chest. “Yes…almost anything for us to all enjoy tonight. I guess you must be stressed to get some relief over everything. And the girls have been…studying to prepare for you,” she teases, making the purple drake blush as he eyes the three tired and slowly waking mares.

“I…see,” Spike mutters, finally getting up as all the three girls sit up and rub their eyes or faces to get some sleepiness. “Morning girls,” he greets happily, trying not to make what he talked about before with Slender evident to them.

A rumbling of sleepy moans and groans greets his ears before Sweetie cutely yawns and stretches. “Morning, Spikey,” she mumbles, wiping her eyes. “Man…yesterday was heck,” she complains, pulling and showing off her grown body to the only male in the room without realizing it.

Applebloom groans as she stands on the bed and stretches like a cat, arching and bending her back while bracing her flank against the hot scales behind her. “Yeah. Who knew we had bandits but a bunch of paperwork for it than usual,” she sputters, rubbing her eyes.

Scootaloo snorts awake and wipes her drooling mouth before jumping off the bed and standing and stretching her more petite body. “Uncle Blitz would brag like mad about this too,” she points out before snarking as she looks up at her loveable dolt of a drake. “But we got our flamethrower here to handle them,” she giggles.

Spike rolls his eyes before sitting up and getting off the bed. “Alright, girls. Let’s get to work at least,” he groans, giving an audible crack to his spine as he bends his back, bracing his hands against his spikes. “Damn. Okay,” he sighs, taking the datapad from Slender’s tentacles. The purple dragon starts to read over the paperwork he has to deal with while scrolling through them at a quick pace. At the same time, Slender works on giving him his uniform and placing it around him, with Spike helping out without looking. “Simple. Simple. Not so simple. Stupid. And usual fleet stuff,” he concludes before looking at the girls.

All the young mares yawn as they go to their chosen closets and start to undress, getting their uniforms of choice onto them. But that doesn’t mean Spike gets an eyeful of their underwear and bodies. Applebloom groans as she slips into the tight spacesuit officer uniform, ready to help with her job as a communications and radar specialist along as an all-rounder to help those who need it. Sweetie Belle dons the regular officer uniform for her position in logistics and fleet movements. As for Scootaloo, she slips on the rougher maintenance officer uniform to help with keeping things up to snuff and in check if something goes awry.

Slender, however, steps off the bed, letting Spike watch as her black tuxedo suit and red tie form and appear on her. She adjusts the tie before turning and walking away, shaking her tail towards Spike, who she knows is eyeing her flank. “I will be getting your stations ready. And then I get Ridley,” she informs as she steps out of the room, opening the door with a noticeable whoosh that closes behind her as she walks out into the hall.

Spike turns his gaze back to the other girls as they pull their suits and uniforms on their smooth and slender bodies. Applebloom looks up to her mate and smiles as she tries to pull the cloth over her flank. “Well, I guess we will see you after your paperwork,” she suggests while seeing him eye her flank squeezing into the suit. But, the mare smiles and proceeds as usual since she would expect more of this for their life together.

Spike blinks away and tries to turn to his work and datapad. “Right…yeah…” he says, keeping his mind on track with what he has to deal with. He even brings up some paperwork he can do on his datapad to have something distracting in front of him.

Sweetie Belle giggles as she watches the flushed dragon struggle to keep his mind elsewhere and not embarrass himself. “Oh yeah. We need to check up down below,” she speaks up to the other two mares.

“Shoot,” Scootaloo scolds herself and slaps a hoof against her head. “I forgot we had something to deal with,” she says before calling up their drones left on the planet.

Spike blinks as he looks at the girls and watches as they bring up the drone cameras and see their old clubhouse on the Apple farm. Loud snoring emanates from the other side before the view shifts around to let them see a gray griffon laying on a small bed haphazardly with the sheets hardly covering the chick. “Who the heck is that?” he asks, leaning closer and placing his head over theirs.

Applebloom smiles and looks up to her drake. “Gabby. She keeps the crusaders going down on the planet while we work and she is the current leader.”

“A sleepy leader at that,” Scootaloo chuckles before they hear some moaning. All four gazes look at the screen as Gabby yawns and stretch around before looking up and seeing the drones up and running. “Hey Gabby,” Scootaloo greets the gray feathered and blue-eyed griffon.

“Hi girls!” Gabby happily greets back with a wave. Even Spike is surprised at the enthusiasm as he pulls his head back.

“Alright Gabby, you know the drill. Get to work,” Sweetie Belle orders.

Gabby nods, patting down her messed-up feathers and wings. “Yep. I will find some more ponies in need of cutie mark and purpose help,” she recites and jumps out of bed.

“Oh yeah. Say hi to our loving drake since he’s here,” Applebloom suggests, turning the camera on and letting the griffon see Spike looming over the mares in the background.

“Oh…my…gosh…” Gabby whispers in shock as she jumps around in a giddy fashion. “The famous Admiral Spike,” she breathes out.

Spike looks bashful and looks away, scratching his claws against his chin. “I wouldn’t say famous…” he trails off, not wanting to bring up his achievements.

“Are you kidding?” Gabby squeals, planting her face close to the camera, grabbing the drone in the process. “You are famous among all griffon kind. The best fighter and warrior around. If any griffon takes you on in a battle, they would lose to your strategy alone,” she praises and makes the purple dragon blush red under his scales.

Scootaloo smirks up to Spike and gives a light chuckle. “Look who’s trying to be modest. Trying to hide from fans,” she jokes and jabs his flank with a hoof.

Spike keeps blushing and scratching his chin. “Well…it is coming from a cute griffon,” he says out loud and hears a squeal and thud. He blinks and looks back to the screen to see that Gabby has fallen over in excitement at being called cute and now only her hindlegs are seen kicking around.

“Cute, huh?” Sweetie Belle hums as she gives a sideways glance at their loving reptile.

Spike once again looks away in embarrassment and the girls giggle at his antics. “Okay Gabby, we’ll talk later. Just do your job,” Applebloom orders and gets a thumbs up from the lion bird as she is still laying on the ground.

“Alright, Spike. We are off. See you on the command deck,” Scootaloo says, leaving with the other two mares out the door. As for Spike, his mind wanders and thinks about what he just saw. Even further than what the girls expected.

‘That is one sexy griffon.’

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Ridley yawns as he stretches his bony body. One of his claws clutches a datapad and looks it over for the latest reports that Arcane sent them from his time on the planet he is working on. Soft clops of hooves on metal meet his ears, making the space dragon turn to see the three mares approach their stations and sit down in their seats. At which point, he turns his head and looks at the doorway, expecting Spike to come around, but he doesn’t come into the main war room.

“Where is that reptile?” Ridley asks, moving aside a message from Samus about what they did a few nights ago.

Applebloom hums as she puts on the headset and starts working away. “Oh, he’s dealing with paperwork right now.”

Ridley hums deeply and pushes aside the attached picture Samus sent of them in bed. Mostly of him looking possessive of his mate and keeping his bony arms and legs wrapped around her soft frame. Though that doesn’t hide the lewdness of it all with his large cock out spilling between her closed legs and brushing up under her bloated stomach. She looked rather out of it in it too, eyes up, tongue out as if he had fucked her brains out, giving it even a more debaucherous undertone. Ridley gulps as he puts that message away to view for later. Right now, he has work to do and needs to concentrate.

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Pirates in this sector. Illegal trade of Equestrian goods in this one. Attacks from the Yautja from those getting close to their hunting grounds. Rouge space pirates. Trade blocks here and there. Scuffles with rival business ships. Drug trade. Weapons! Firing on marked civilians and medical ships! THE DANG VIRUSES OUT THERE! EVERY SINGLE FUCKING PROBLEM!

Spike groans and drops his head onto the desk, smashing the virtual keys and leaving a gibberish mess on the screen to clean up later. A heavy snort of smoke escapes his nostrils as he looks up tirelessly to the mountains of paperwork he has to deal with. ‘Wonder if that dragon lord has to deal with all this?’

Spike picks his head up and sighs as he fixes the mess he put on the screen and returns to regular writing and signing. At that moment, his office door slides open and Slender walks in with a couple of datapads in her tentacles. ”What do we have?” Spike drones out, not looking away from the screen.

Slender hums as she places the pads onto his table. “Some things that young Arcane found, a couple of supply shipments, and some approvals for bounty hunts to be paid out,” she lists off.

Spike looks at the pads for a moment and picks them up, signing off on them with just a glance. As he does so, Slender tilts her head as she notices his far-off gaze. She frowns internally and extends a tentacle under the table that is hardly noticed by the powerful large dragon. “Okay. Payout done. Shipping done. And Arcane’s observations seNT!” The surprised yelp makes the drake grip the table as a shock of a pleasurable tingle goes through his spine. Spike takes a deep breath after letting out the one he holds in from the shocking touch. A quick cursory glance down makes him see Slender’s tentacle digging under his uniform and down into his pants, snaking around his large scaled-covered balls.

Slender hums as she keeps moving her tentacle around. “Looks like you are in worse shape than I thought,” she points out, making sure to grip and almost ‘lick’ at the sides of his balls with the tip of her tentacle. “Maybe we should deal with you early…” she hums sensually as Spike shivers in his seat, struggling to keep his composure. All the while, he doesn’t notice Slender sends out a message to the other girls about her starting now.

“Yeah…we should,” Spike agrees, voice hotly panting at the tentacle. “Though normally I didn’t expect you to drag me away from work, not that I am complaining. You know I have a thing for your lewd pussy-like tentacles. Though you never answered me if they are as sensitive as your real pussy until now,” he mentions, interest peaking again. It is like a bit of a secret and one he hopes will be revealed today.

Slender hums as she keeps a tentacle wrapped around his throbbing ball sack, tugging and squeezing it. “Well…I think we will find out today,” she voices while bringing up a tentacle beside her head, the tip drooling some kind of fluid. Her tongue then slips out of her sealed mouth, licking away at the tip, and nods in satisfaction at the taste. At which point, she lowers the tentacle under the table and towards his growing lizard cock. The tip of the tentacle brushes against the twitching and leaking hot shaft before it slowly opens up into a wet sticky fleshy hole. At which point, it clamps over Spike’s cock, making him grunt and grit his teeth as flames bellow out between his fangs for a moment. “Well…?” she teases, sounding as if going through a small moan.

His hand goes down, taking her tentacle in a grip. “It is even better than I imagined. I have been waiting for this for so long. So I will enjoy this. And considering the small moan, it is as sensitive as your pussy. I wonder if I can make you drool and squeal from it?” he ponders, wanting to make this dignified mare lose all dignity and as such starts to jerk off with the tentacle hole. He pumps it up and down hard, not even trying to start slow as he is too horny for it. He also wants to elicit reactions out of her too.

Slender lets out a louder moan, almost rearing up her forelegs for a moment before settling back down. But her hindlegs only spread out a little as her tail flies around behind her. “I say you will have to work hard for it. You clearly haven’t touched a mare this much who has thousands of years of experience,” she chuckles out before yelping as Spike gives a growl and pulls the tentacle down while slamming his hips forward, pouring in some steaming hot precum down the pulsing line.

“I will take that challenge. I actually dabbled in some rune magic just for this,” he says, pressing a button that opens some metal doors to the right into a small closet-like compartment that has many stone statues with red lines glowing cracks in it that are shaped just like Spike and with runes etched into it. “Dragons may be limited in terms of magic, but magic fire is a good catalyst to activate runes,” he says, standing up and walking over to the golems, while still jerking off with that tentacle like it was a fleshlight. Then magic fire licks at his lips before he lets it wash over the golems. The magic seeps into the runes, transforming them and soon enough several copies of Spike stand there, ready for action. “They are me and I am them. I feel what they feel too,” he explains as they approach with grins, three of them taking each one of her other tentacles. They are naked, dicks hard.

Slender gives an audible gulp as she looks over the naked bodies. With the real Spike still wearing his admiral jacket, it is easy to tell who is the non-golem one. But the naked golems all stand tall, heavily muscled, and give a mischievous grin. Almost every muscle flexes and pulses with movement, drawing her eyes to their strong chest and limbs as they approach her. They even seem to tease her as they don’t use her tentacle like the real Spike is doing, shoving their cocks in her face and around her head, keeping her bathed in his sulfur musk. Only one seems to tease her further and slap her tentacle around his cock, making it twitch even bigger.

The quiet before the storm one could say. And there are more incoming after all. It might be at least two dozen of them. More than enough to take her on as they rub along her face and neck with their pointed dicks. Then the ones that got a hold of her tentacles actually set it on their shafts. “Nothing to say? Are you nervous? That is rather cute. I want to see more of it and how you lose to me,” he purrs out, and right then and there she feels the others pull her other three tentacle pussies down on their shafts. The nubs and ridges are enough to drive any mare wild, but having four of them at the same time? With a fifth one already prodding her real marehood too? It no doubt would be an insurmountable challenge. Her many sensitive pussy-like holes are her biggest weakness here.

Slender moans shakily, struggling to stand as all the dragons using her tentacles doesn’t give her a moment to breathe. They do not even go in sync as she thought from how Spike described it. They all go at their own pace or timings. Each stroke makes her knees buckle as they do not leave any of the holes filled with the hot spiny cocks. The one behind her grips her flank, making her grunt at the sudden weight before stifling a moan as a steamy hot shaft slaps against her back, letting her feel the hot precum drip freely onto her back and down her sides. And there are still more as they crowd around her body, poking and prodding whatever they could reach. Even gripping parts of her to see if they can get her to lean closer to them than the rest. Each tug one way or the other causes the dragon copies to become more possessive and grip each part of her tighter to get a piece of her.

“Still nothing to say? You know, not being able to say anything only shows that you can’t because you would moan~ It is interesting to see you boast and then have this happen. Thousand years and you got fucked a lot during it I imagine, but if anyone ever figured out they needed to fuck all of your tentacles, you would have easily been subdued, wouldn’t you?” he asks in a slight challenge, voice a seductive purr, while two more drakes went in on her, these one gripping and groping her teats while hot dragon cocks poked at them teasingly. The one at her behind meanwhile aims for her pucker and then jumps on top of her and plunges right into her ass. And then a moment later, another one runs straight at her pussy, fucking that just as eagerly. And that is on top of the very fast and deep jerking motions of the tentacles that are bulging lewdly as they are spread out widely.

Slender struggles to keep her mouth shut now. But her vision of what she can see becomes blurry. She does notice a few of the dragons fucking her tentacles groaning deeper and louder before grunting. Their hands grip her tentacles and slam them down, pumping with a deep gurgle and pulsing dicks and balls, filling the entire length with searing hot jizz. Slender can’t hold it anymore and opens her sharp-toothed mouth, letting off a deep moan as the sticky fluid travels into her meager shaking form. However, she then struggles and grunts as the many Spikes grab the corners of her mouth with their claws, keeping her jaws wide open. At which point, the original Spike walks over and pulls the tentacle off his pulsing cock, tossing the limp appendage to another copy of him who immediately penetrates it before grabbing his shaft and jerking himself in front of the struggling and held down ethereal mare.

“You know, I always loved your mouth as well. I love to play with danger. And I think you do too. So how about you sprout more tentacles? Four isn’t nearly enough for me at this point. Do it and I will let you suck my dick too~ I can even give you a taste of it already to make it more enticing~” he says with a moan, right before nutting right then and there, with hot volleys of his cum streaking along her faceless face and into her mouth and tongue. Hot dragon cum from a hot dragon dick. At the same time, the two at her teats had their cock heads at her nipples, before sinking into them as well, intending to use any hole, seeing as the four tentacles, pussy, and ass are currently occupied.

Slender moans, sloppily licking and lapping at the steaming cum all over her mouth. Though, she has a hard time swallowing with how the golems are keeping her jaw pried open, almost to the point of it creaking. So an audible moan gurgles out as her body twitches with everything. However, the order from her strong mate gets through to her. He wants more. He wants many ways to fuck her besides what is currently available. With another deep moan, more tentacles slip out from her pinned back, flying around before each one is grabbed and yanked around by the many copies in the room. She even groans at him, feeling some deep needy pain as they are pulled and stretched, but soon moans up to her mate as each one is clamping over twitching hard shafts.

Submissive obedience and one that was rewarded. Her four more tentacles are ravaged as much as the previous four and another copy even pushed into her original one that was violated at first too, stuffing two into the flexible flesh. Wet lewd slapping can be heard, her rear is soaked with her juices and precum. And then, Spike simply pushed his rod into her eagerly moaning maw. “That’s it, Slender. I will make you submit it to me fully. I will engrave my cock onto each of your holes. Cum for me. Cry out for me. Show me that you are a mare. I want you to lose any semblance of dignity,” he coaxes, ramming into her throat, while the other copies never stopped either. Teats are impaled by those shafts as much as her rear holes and tentacles. Each little sensitive nerve is on fire in the most ecstatic way possible. It is just like a drug and no doubt a rather addicting one.

Slender moans audibly around the hot raking shaft pistoning in and out of her drooling maw. She tries to twist and move her head around to get more of it down her gullet, but the grinning and breathing copies all around her keep her jaw pinned open enough to let the original almost abuse her throat like it is just a toy. The one on her back clasps his hands around her head, shoving her back and forth on the large twitching shaft as Spike fires out cup after cup of sperm that leaks around her mouth. Though most of it leaks down her tongue and neck, down into her stomach. She then moans louder as the two on her flank finally groan, filling her abused stretched holes with her stomach growing in size as her tentacles add to the many loads going into her. “Spishke…” she gurgles out in vain as he just slams his hips into her muzzle without care now.

He would listen to her soon enough after emptying his balls into her again. So his pace is fast, balls slapping wetly against her chin, with obscene squelches heard all around from the steaming hot fun they had. As soon as the two copies pulled out of her holes in the back, another two went right in, using those gaping holes for their pleasure. The drake meanwhile groans, knowing he is ready to blow again. It is simply so good. Especially with how he is slowly succeeding in making her submit and lose any dignity she has. So with a mighty groan, his balls contracted, pumping yet more jizz down her gullet and leaking out from between her teeth. Then as he pulls out, he eyes her gurgling on his payload. “Alright, Slender. What were you saying?” he asks in an almost mocking tone of voice, grinning down at her, while the copies never bothered to stop. Not even the ones finally spunking in her teats and using them as cum receptacles.

Slender gurgles and chokes around the hot load pooling in her mouth. Her legs slowly shake more before she suddenly falls over, landing with her flank in the air. A loud wet splat occurs as the entire pool spills out, leaving what should be a disheveled used mare lying used and abused on the floor. The copies are not even stopping even as the object of their affection lies on the floor burning up from the hot cum pooling inside her. Spike frowns, slowly stroking his still hard shaft, and fires off leftover jizz onto her head. In all that time, the copies surrounding them more and more, blocking almost any view of the two as Slender lies on the ground.

At that last minute, the doors open without the two or copies noticing as a happy red-haired mare with a pink bow in her mane walks into the room. She is so into her imagination of what can be happening, that she doesn’t notice her bumping into a muscled ass till it is too late. She grunts, landing on her flank and groaning as she rubs her muzzle. Applebloom looks up and gasps as she sees what looks to be Spike turning his head and glaring down at her. That almost deep commanding gaze locks her in place before he reaches down and grips her neck. The mare chokes as she struggles to break his grip, but her struggles are in vain as the others start to notice her presence. She chokingly gasps in fear, trying to still escape as the real Spike notices and walks over, stroking his cum-covered cock still as it drips his cum onto the ground.

He walks up and then goes around the pinned and lifted mare from behind, hands on her thighs, spreading them as he prods her marehood. “You came just in time Bloom. We needed another mare in this. Slender seems a bit overwhelmed even after bragging earlier. So why don’t you join us?” he asks, hot breath hitting her ear, right before that large dick plunges right in, going all the way up into her womb and showing off a big cock outline on her belly. Instantly he sets a rhythm that is no less fast and brutal than the one his other copies had. The copy gripping her neck meanwhile licks her cheek.

Applebloom moans, feeling the large tongue slather drool across her face. She then groans as it slips into her mouth, making her close her choking mouth around it as it plows inside her. At which point, the copy leans in until they are muzzle to muzzle in a sloppy and commanding kiss. Another claw even comes up and grips the mare’s mane, pulling and yanking hard to make Applebloom’s eyes start to roll into her head from the deep pleasure. Her body slowly becomes shoved around as the original Spike breaths hard over her, plowing his hips into hers without care. Precum even spills out onto the ground as he grips the fluffy tail and yanks it hard to almost pull it off. He doesn’t even notice her head yanked back from the kiss and lowered the ground to end up face to face with three twitching and drooling cum covered shafts in front of her.

Her rear is still up in the air as Spike is plowing it like there was no tomorrow. The mare squirts with a squeal and even while confused opens her mouth. “S-Sooo many S-Spikes…AAHHHHH!” she cries out and then laps at one of the tips, only to have all three of them stuffed into her mouth, making her slur her words, her cheeks spread by them. Many are luckily enough for her still busy with Slendermane, who had her tongue hanging out and drooled dumbly onto the ground as her behind and tentacles are used, frying her brain time and time again her pussy gushed with high after high.

Slender slowly becomes covered in new hot cum. The fluid slowly burns her strange skin as it seeps into her white fur. A sloppy moan leaves her lips while she struggles to stand again, but a quick slap across her back sends her back sprawling down again. And it doesn’t stop with Applebloom as more surround her, making her lift her hooves to try and stroke the fat cocks. They don’t even wait as they fire off their loads across her face, leaving her a sticky gooey mess as it puts her mane clumped together with her fur.

The three fat shafts then were stuffed into her resilient earth pony throat which stretches widely from it as she is fucked, figuratively and literally by these strong dragons with Spike pounding that cervix with groans and moans as she is defiled. And then he cums as well, right as he pushes her over the edge again. Hot sperm floods her innermost sanctuary, defiling it and stretching it out, not unlike Slender’s womb that had gotten the same treatment and is still getting said treatment as her swollen belly sloshes beneath her as her pussy and ass are plowed. Then as Spike is done filling her, does he pull out, only for a copy to swiftly fill her ass, with another one following suit and kneeling, spearing her pussy.

Applebloom moans weakly, struggling to stay awake throughout it all as her flank is lifted inch by inch with each smack of her mate’s hips against her flank. She can’t even move much without the strong males gripping her body and moving her around. Her eyes dart around, seeing more cocks at the edge of her vision and how one of them fires off a hot steaming load into the side of her face to cause her audibly groan in a complaint. But a quick few thrusts is enough to knock that out of her as she goes back to being lost in a sea of dragon cock.

Spike, by this point, grins down at Bloom, though he isn’t one to neglect his other conquest. So he walks over to Slendermane, squatting down in front of her and lifting her chin with a grin. “Now then. How is that? Beating your thousand years of experience, doesn’t it?” he asks with a grin, never letting the copies stop as they came into her tentacles one after the other, only to either continue or let another copy get right back to it, rubbing along her sensitive walls.

Slender moans weakly, trying to focus on Spike. “Spik…” she gurgles out and a flood of sperm vomits out of her mouth and onto the floor. She almost seems pathetic in this position. And if these things can talk to her, they would no doubt be insulting her to no end about what a weak mare she is to fall this easily. And with how her mate is couching, she can’t take her eyes off of his crotch as his large shaft twitches almost in front of her, but it only fires off and slathers on hot jizz across her neck and chest. She can figure he wants to be in this position to keep teasing her while her flank is still heavily used and leave only a set of gaping and filled holes behind. Her breasts are not spared either as they grow in size with every hot load pumped into them.

As the ragtag mess of an orgy continues, the door opens again. This time it closes in almost a second before it becomes locked and a deep muffled wave of air hits everypony’s ears, signaling that whatever sound that happens in this room never escapes. As the two new occupants turn to look at the scene before them, they come to a dead stop as Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle stare at the many muscled dragons as they fuck and spew their hot jizz into or onto the two mares in the room. “Holy…fuck…” Scootaloo voices and catches the attention of the other copies who are just stroking themselves to ready for another round. Not even their cocks are cum free with how much everyone has been fucking around.

“Scoolatoo, come here. You are up first. Sweetie Belle, entertain the others,” the purple drake orders them around. Instantly the copies that aren’t busy turned towards them with lustful grins, though their eyes are on Sweetie Belle alone, making her shudder, while Scootaloo smiles nervously.

“U-Um…I will be off then?” she says, waving to her friend with a hoof before walking quickly over to Spike.

“W-Wait! H-Hold up!” Sweetie Belle cries out, trying to follow along only to be blocked. “Let’s…talk about this?” she tries to argue, though large hands grip her body all over, fondling her teats and fingerfucking both her ponut and her pussy as Spike welcomes Scootaloo, pointing to his shaft.

“Hey there, Scootaloo. How about I get your pussy today? I have been lusting for it ever since this morning. You drooled on me, so you need to make up for it, don’t you think?” Spike clarifies what he wanted. And no doubt he wants Slender to see it too, to ravage that orange pussy right over the mare for failing to speak up.

Scootaloo blushes as she struggles to get closer to her mate. “Right…yeah…” she offers before walking over and turning around. The mare nervously looks behind her, showing her flank towards the drake as he licks his muzzle at the leaking sight. He even slaps his cock multiple times against her cheeks, making an audible slapping noise. “Well…here’s my flank. What do you want?” she asks, wondering how much he will do considering the state Slender is in and how Applebloom is treated like a used slut by all the copies of Spike around her.

“First dibs with a creampie that drips down on Slender. She bragged, so I need to teach her a lesson. Afterward, you will serve those copies, just like Bloom and Sweetie Belle,” he explains simply, hands gripping her body and lifting her in a full nelson. His hands grip the back of her neck as he aligns his rod with her puffy pussy, before it is rammed in with one strong thrust, easily reaching her womb as well as juices drip down on Slendermane’s face.

Scootaloo screams in pure pleasure as the monstrous shaft twitches in her body. The outline even moves a little before Scootaloo grunts, lost to the void, as Spike pumps his hips. The swinging balls slap against the toned flank as Scootaloo struggles to stay sane. He is too big for her as he plays her like nothing but a used doll. Her eyes roll up into her head, feeling every inch of his lengthy dick plow her needy pussy. She then weakly moans as her pussy lets loose a flood of femcum onto the weak mare below them. She even hears the deep chuckle of her mate in her ear, giving it a little nip to her pinned body. “Too…much…” she tries to moan out, even lifting a hoof to steady herself. But the strong thrusts only make her body fully limp once again.

Not that Spike minds as he has her body fully in his grip, bouncing her up and down easily as Slendermane’s face is stained by their combined lovemaking. He didn’t expect Scootaloo to fall this easily. At this rate, Sweetie Belle is already done even with just fingering. Not that it would stay with fingering as he and his copies were the same and he could feel the pleasure and need to ravage that pure white body and paint it in less pure color. So his eyes drift over to the other mare as she is fingerbanged, though the copies already were ready to sandwich her and take her lower orifices for a ride.

Sweetie Belle moans, struggling to stay upright on her hooves as her flanks are stretched apart by the strong males all around her. Even as she looks around, it seems packed and wall to wall with all these copies. She doubts she can even find the real ones among this fucking crowd. And those twitching musky shafts pointed towards her tell the same story. They want to fuck and empty their balls as much as well. The soft-voiced mare lets out a deep moan before crying out as her forelegs are grabbed and she is hanging in the air, caused by a copy. The copy looks at her with the same fucking grin before he grips her head, holding her still as he grinds and pokes his cock between her legs to get to a specific hole. Even another one gets closer, stroking himself in front of the poor mare as she stares at the leaking tip.

And then they penetrate it. Both dicks thrust in fully, as the two strong bodies press her together as they begin to jackhammer into her. Not that she expects a slow pace as there is no such thing to be seen in the room. Bloom and Slender had it just as hard, though neither of the two seems to be complaining considering the squeals and cries she could hear among all the moist smacking sounds. Her muzzle scrunches up a bit as she is pinned, smelling the masculine smell of Spike as these copies seem to duplicate everything perfectly. Even the hotness of his dick or precum as it leaks into her bowels and cervix directly, makes her feel even hotter.

The real Spike groans, feeling all the girls, or a part of them, on his hard cock. Scootaloo keeps yelping and moaning in his grasp as he looks at them all. Applebloom and Slender look to be done and drooling mindlessly now as the copies still fuck their asses, covering them with spunk. Sweetie Belle, still squealing in a singing voice, tries to remain sane, but falls into a sense of debauchery as the two copies plow her holes. She isn’t even able to last but a few minutes into the fucking as Scootaloo has already been broken for this moment and is moaning for more in his ears. Spike growls possessively, making all the copies shudder as he feels all their balls throb with need as they seem to grow in size a little. “Get ready for my hot cum…mates…” he hisses out, chuckling into Scootaloo’s ear.

Moments later he comes, forcing his copies to do the same at the exact same time. Each of the mares squeals like slutty pigs, cumming their brains out as their holes are filled with hot dragon cum. It bloats them out, making them look as gravid like he expects some dragonesses to be like. And no doubt, if they aren’t on contraceptives, they would end up pregnant as this much cum is bound to trigger their heat.

Their bodies twitch in the throes of pleasure which is only prolonged by the long stream of jizz he is pumping up into them. It leaks out of their holes as well and in Scootaloo’s case, it splatters down on Slendermane, giving her an even more undignified look.

Spike groans, feeling the squealing chicken on his shaft grow her stomach in size as he keeps going. After he starts to feel enough is pumped in, he lifts the mare off of him and tosses her on top of the cum covered eldritch being with a wet splat. Applebloom is then lifted by her cum soaked tail and tossed on top of the messy used pile as she moans weakly. Sweetie Belle is next, looking worse for the wear with her lower holes dripping hot dragon cum. She is then added to the pile before she slips off and drops to the side of them. “Thanks, girls. I really needed that,” he says, grinning as his copies follow his example, stroking themselves to get the last bits of jizz onto them.

“N-No fair. I-I never got to experience the original,” Sweetie Belle slurs in some envy of Scootaloo or maybe still some heat, while the others moan exhaustedly. Slendermane most out of them all, with her eight tentacles being bloated by cum and leaking it as they lay limply on the ground.

Spike puffs some smoke out before grabbing her mane, drawing a squeal from her as he drags her across the ground to his desk. She then grunts as her body is thrown on top of it, her flank draped off the side. “Needy bitch,” Spike growls, slamming his prick into her used and open pussy. Sweetie Belle instantly moans out loud, trying to find a grip across the large table. “Be careful what you wish for,” Spike almost playfully warns as he grips her mane and flank, claws digging into her cutie mark. The other copies still stroke and flick their streaks and drops of cum onto the pile of mares as they lay there, enjoying the afterglow.

“Y-YEEEES!” she acknowledges his words, though it doesn’t seem like she regrets the action. At the same time, Spike could suddenly feel a snout on his balls. It is Scootaloo who has crawled out of the pile and is taking one of his balls into her maw, suckling and nibbling at it playfully. No doubt one round with him alone isn’t enough for her as well. Only her marehood is leaking his seed and, as such, she naturally sought out the source for more, with her teasing and sniffing in the musk of his balls like a drug addict.

Spike growls as he keeps pounding the needy mare. She keeps squealing like a stuffed pig and drools all over the desk. Scootaloo moans, nibbling and suckling on the large lizard balls. She can even feel the almost hot lava heat glowing from it, tingling her tongue and heating it. Spike groans, feeling the tight hole squeezing his tough cock. Even with that pressure, he is almost proud that one of his mares can do this much on such a scaled and ribbed shaft. Spike roars, feeling the sperm pooling at the base of his cock he starts to cum again so easily after how much he has been fucking around with the rest.

This triggers Sweetie Belle as well, making her snatch gush in another climax that makes her eyes turn up into her head, while Scootaloo pulls off his nut sack, panting. She sits there obediently as the drake drags it out of her friend, who seems to be out of it. Looks like this is another one down for the count, leaving only Scootaloo.

“S-So, what are these things that you used to pound the others with?” Scootaloo asks with curiosity, seeing how she hadn’t interacted with them yet unlike the others. “I think you called them copies or something? So some sort of spell?”

Spike smirks, turning to the used mare as her flank drools his spunk on the ground behind her. “Are you wondering about that rather than this?” he asks, his twitching cock bumping against the mare and making her flinch when it touches her nose. “I thought you would be asking for a rough tussle and fuck,” he suggests, pushing and moving his hips to slap against her muzzle and face with his cum-covered cock.

She blushes at that, though doesn’t avert her eyes from it. “W-Well, maybe I am interested. The others looked like they had never been fucked this good in their life. And you alone felt good, but maybe with those too instead of only you it feels better?” she ponders, giving out a simple suggestion.

Spike rolls his eyes amused at the fuck hungry mare as the other clones approach. “Okay…but you asked for it,” he chuckles as the clones pounce on the vulnerable mare, pushing her to the ground and spreading her legs apart. Her screams cry out at the sudden strain and pain from being tossed and knocked around. Spike groans as he grabs his shaft, crouching over the mare as he aims his spiky cock at her filled and leaking cunt. “And now you will suffer from your choice,” he states before crouching further, invading her spread hole to the base, making some cum spurt out like mad and cover her body even more. Scootaloo barely has time to scream before another comes over her head and sits on her chest before shoving his cum-covered cock into her mouth. Another comes up behind them and places his cock into her ponut, pounding immediately without care.

Muffled squeals follow this as the mare is overwhelmed by them. Her pussy gushing as it is plowed in a quick high, with her ass clamping down on the other dick as well. Her gullet contracts too as her body writhes around in what is surely not her last climax of the day as they have just started. Spike and the copies went at her at a fast and rough pace as promised, leaving her no time at all to relax as fireworks of ecstasy went off right in her mind again and again. Her sensitive body is practically soaking it all up, while her holes begin to suck them in. The copy in her ass, spanks her right then and there, leaving a nice hand imprint, before doing it again and again. “Bet not the first time, you have gotten a spanking~”

Scootaloo screams around the fat cock in her mouth, unable to form words as she only feels the rough shafts invading her body and the slap of flesh around her face and ass. She can’t even move her limbs as the other copies surround her, keeping them pinned and even a few rubbing their dripping dicks across her disheveled body. The one fucking her face even slaps her cheeks, making her throat tighten around him. While the one at her ass keeps slapping the same spot on her ass, leaving a bright red mark on it. “Beg,” Spike orders, groaning as he feels his balls tighten again and his sperm already filling her overflowing and stretched womb.

She of course mumbles around the length in her mouth, causing the copy to drag it out of there to let her answer, while her ass is still getting fucked.

“A-Aah! I-I b-beg you Spike. D-Do me harder. I-I am just a naughty p-pervert that needs to be g-gangraped b-by you and your strong c-copies,” she pleads, just as he wants, revealing that she has a kink for this type of situation. To be demeaned and controlled by stronger beings. Maybe that is what has drawn her to him too? As a dragon, he is much stronger than her by default after all.

Spike frowns and makes the copy sitting on her chest put his full weight on her, making her choke and unable to breathe. At which point, he grabs her neck, tightening his grip with both hands as he shoves his slimy drool-covered cock back into her mouth. Scootaloo mumbles and chokes as her eyes roll up almost permanently now. Both Spike and the copy at her ass pound even harder before they groan, pouring steaming hot cum down her holes. Scootaloo then gags as she feels something pushing up her throat before jizz spurts out around the cock seal of her lips. The one fucking and pressing against her muzzle only slams down harder, breaking her down as he starts to cum as well, hosing down the incoming torrent coming up her mouth. Only now her stomach grows in size as cum fills every cavity inside her.

After she is sufficiently filled do they only take their shafts out of her by then gaping holes, all of which are leaking spunk, making her drool with a goofy expression. Some of the other copies that rubbed themselves on her fur meanwhile grunt, before cumming as well, spilling their seed on the mare and matting her fur with thick layers of hot dragon jizz, making her shudder.

“I-It’s j-just as hot as yours,” she murmurs in approval, before giggling and rolling around on the ground in the growing spunk puddle like the massive pervert she is.

Spike groans, rolling his eyes at the reaction. “Finally…” he mutters, looking at the mess around him. He huffs at the sight of all the mares and his copies still stroking and rubbing themselves on the mares, firing off more thick streams of hot, almost lava hot, cum onto them. At which point, Spike hums and looks at the closed door before walking towards it and opening it up. Standing there is Ridley, looking surprised at the sudden door opening but also that he has been trying to lean his head against the door to try and listen. “I…see you have been trying to listen in…” he mentions, ignoring the ongoing fucking, gangbangs, and circle jerk around the pile of mares behind him.

Ridley clears his throat, trying to not look past Spike. “Just wondering,…why it was taking so long to deal with paperwork. I…see why now…” he voices, leaning a bit and watching one of the copies pick up the limp Slendermane by her mane as she leaks and drools cum from everywhere. “Copies…” he says, imagining now what a copy of himself would be like.

“Some runes and golem-making can be a fun experiment. As a dragon one has to be creative on how to use that magic spellfire,” Spike simply says with a shrug. “What? Want to try to do some of your own for Samus?” he teases lightly, seeing a clear interest in the predator’s eyes. No doubt a dozen or so copies of him could make a mess of that gal easily.

Ridley groans, looking away while Spike sees a reddish tint on his beak. “…maybe…” he says, imaging that picture and how it can be more slutty and fucking hot to mess up Samus more. She can take enough of a beating for sure with what she is made of.

“Can’t beat you if you come up with superior numbers~” Spike singsongs slightly, chuckling and shaking his head. “Anyway, I am sorry for making you wait. If you want, you can have a round with them too as an apology. They won’t complain, pleasure-fried as their minds are already,” the drake offers, feeling he should at least do this much after troubling him.

Ridley takes another look at the used mares and sees how they are treated like limp cumrags and tossed around at all the copies to fuck or use in some way. “Ten,” he then answers, making Spike blink.

“Elaborate then. Do you want ten golems? Ten minutes with them?” he inquired, wanting Ridley to clarify as a number alone is hard to interpret.

“Ten of mes,” Ridley explains, giving a sideways glance at the admiral. “And keep it hidden. I would rather…Samus does not know till it is too late.”

“Sure. I will prepare those golems for you. Anyway, I will be off for now. As I said, feel free to use any of them if you so desire,” the purple dragon offers again, walking out the door and waving his goodbye.

Ridley looks back at the mess of an orgy and gangrape happening before slowly walking inside and grabbing Slendermane being facefucked by a Spike copy. Her limp mouth slowly sucks off the dragon shaft before he pulls her to him and makes her face him. “My turn…” he growls possessively.

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Spike frowns as he goes through the reports Ridley has dealt with. Most of it is the movement of the fleets and soldiers. But the other ones are from Arcane’s reports. The jobs he is pulling in for his crew. Such as the one that Trond had with that woman. It does seem like a simple crime but that is on top of the other things the other crew deals with. He then blinks and swipes over to connect to an information news center where Arcane is. He groans as he sees that the woman is out on bail.

Arcane may not like that some jobs go to waste, but as long as they get paid, it’s no issue. Now it’s just figuring out if they can find more high-paying ones, Spike imagines.

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