Spike’s Breeding Party (Patreon)

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Fanfic by a friend of  Quello scleto :

Spike’s Breeding Party

It had been a total surprise when Spike’s growth spurt finally kicked in and kicked in it did.

But it had been complete and utter insanity when  just a week after that, the same day a party had been organized to  celebrate Spike’s new transformation, that Celestia herself had arrived  at Twilight’s castle and invited the present to  a very private conversation.

A series of revelations later had shed some light  on many mysteries revolving around Spike, and that included his official  royal position as Prince of Equestria and his future purpose within the  kingdom. Which included the consolidation  of the bridge he had formed years ago with the Dragon Lands.

At first Twilight and all of her friends had feared  the worst; that Spike had to leave or be involved in some sort of  political marriage of sorts. Celestia, now standing as his mother, had  assured them that would not be the case. In fact,  she had promised them that if everything went well, Spike wouldn’t even  need to leave Ponyville for an extended period of time.

Celestia, in her infinite wisdom, had decided to  engage Spike, her adopted son, into breeding a new species into the  world; one thought lost for millennia and remembered only as myths: The  Kirins.

To say there was outrage would be an  understatement, but Celestia had eased any and all tensions by stating a  simple fact: normally dragons couldn’t interbreed with ponies or any  other creature, but Spike was different. He was very much  a dragon, but one so different from his kin, that he could be  considered an entirely separate kind entirely. Long ago she had seen the  Kirins and had witnessed their fall for being so few of them. This  would be the chance to welcome them back and give them  a fair chance at living; a chance the centaurs and other demons had  robbed them.

The problem was that Celestia would need time, and  so would Spike, to sort through and approve possible candidates. More so  for Spike, to grow into the idea he was very much against with.

It hadn’t taken even ten seconds after that  statement had been spoken when nine volunteers presented themselves.  Nine mares willing to be breed, fucked, rutted, pounded, filled, and in  the end be impregnated by the dragon. Celestia was  more than happy to accept such selfless and sincere offers from her  dear son’s beloved friends.

And Spike had been so dumbstruck he couldn’t even  protest or react to it after his mother declared that they would be the  "first" mares to undergo the process.

And so, by Celestia’s grace, Twilight’s castle  would serve as their ’breeding grounds’ for the time being. Spike and  those nine mares were to be forbidden from exiting it, unless the  situation called for it, until the nine mares were successfully  impregnated by the purple and green scaled dragon.

Nine mares.

Nine mares he had known for quite some time and had  come to cherish them with all his heart. In truth, he was glad they  volunteered, for he could see himself experiencing his first sexual  experience with anyone else.

And so, they talked, they discussed how and where  things would be done, the order in which they would take turns, and  check they were properly supplied with everything and anything they  could ever need for the time, all but contraception,  of course.

The order was decided via straws and even a chalkboard with their names had been brought, just to keep a semblance of control.

Pinkie Pie had been the first, and the one tasked  with the honor of popping Spike’s cherry. Not even half-way through the  deed did something awoken from within Spike. A primal need to claim and  satisfy the mares in the room; all of them  naked, eager, ready, and showing him nothing but love and support. He  made Pinkie Pie go through several orgasms before his own came, and when  it came it filled her to the absolute brim before she passed out; legs  spread, goofy smile, and totally spent for  the night.

Next came Rainbow Dash, her cocky attitude and  proclaim that she would make him cum in ten seconds flat fell to the  ground faster than her at top speed. When Spike filled her womb with his  potent seed, her lower half had already gone numb;  she would spend the rest of the night with a dopey smile, much like  Pinkie’s, laying on the floor after experiencing the best lay she had  received to date. And a promise of more to come.

Then had been Tempest, the Captain of Twilight’s  Royal Guards (which numbered now in twenty! Ten of which were -Ex-Storm  Guards that were loyal to Tempest in the first place). After the whole  Storm King fiasco, Tempest was quick to prove  herself as strong, capable, reliable, efficient, brave, and balanced.  The two of them, and Starlight, had made a quick bond and became friends  almost overnight; a connection the three understood perfectly for the  other and Spike came to respect and admire  the mare ever since. And now she was laying next to him, womb full of  his cum, legs trembling, and satisfied with a glint in her eyes that  hungered for more.

Applejack was next, the ever trusty and always  honest farm pony had been a tough ride, but it was a ride she couldn’t  dominate. For all her stubbornness and brashness, she had been the one  dominated by the dragon, fucked to the breaking  point and leaving filled like the previous mares and hungry for a  second serving, is her worshipping his testicles was any indication of  it.

Starlight came after her. No proclaims of will came  from her mouth, rather came the confession of love and care… and her  permission to let him do whatever he wanted with her. And so he did, he  fucked her hard, he fucked her deep, and her  rutted her into oblivion. Her stomach had been visibly bloated by the  volume of seed he had deposited inside of it. She barely had the  strength to crawl to the chalkboard to cross her own name, for she did  not trust her magic at the moment after being fucked  silly.

And now, it was Rarity’s turn. His love. His crush.  His Lady. She was riding him lovingly, with absolute vigor and  determination, but lovingly. Much like Starlight, and the rest of the  mares so far, she confessed her feelings for him as  he took a hold of her supple rear and squeezed it as she bounced on his  lap; her beautiful breasts, third in size only after Fluttershy and  Pinkie Pie, danced with a hypnotizing rhythm he found oh so magnificent  to witness. And after several glorious minutes,  with her hips aching and visibly tired after being hit by orgasm after  orgasm, Rarity smiled down at him with a naughty, sexy smile after  begging him to impregnate her with his foals.

It was only the gentlestallionly thing to fulfill  his lady’s wishes. He painted her inner walls and womb with his white  seed and came so much he felt his own testicles being nearly depleted as  they worked to produce more and more.

He merely registed Starlight crossing Rarity’s name  from the chalkboard and caught a glimpse of a nervous yet aroused  Fluttershy step up for her turn. After she would follow Sunset Shimmer,  who had come back to Equestria just a few months  prior, and finally… Twilight. His big sister in all but blood. A mare  he loved with all his heart, and the one who longed the most to bare his  foals. He knew she loved him, and she knew he loved her. It was only  fitting, he mused, for his longest standing  and best friend, his big sister whom he loved with all his heart, to be  filled by him and be impregnated.

Spike snorted, eager to continue this night and  hopeful it would repeat itself again. And he knew the nine mares were  thinking exactly the same.

In her room, Celestia, Luna, and Cadance watched as  the usually shy mare eagerly took her place after Rarity was laid on  the ground, unable to move a muscle while she basked in the afterglow.

"Everything according to plan~" Celestia sang while  she, her sister, and her niece masturbated watching the spectacle… and  patiently waiting for their own turn to come.