• Published 28th Nov 2013
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Spike's Drunken Spree - MrShortcake



Today is Spike's 21st birthday, and like everypony else who reaches the legal age; Spike plans to hit the clubs. One thing leads to another, and hilarity ensues.

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The Hangover

Spike’s Drunken Spree

Chapter 4: The Hangover

Spike awoke, bringing his claw to the back of his head in a futile attempt to suppress the throbbing pain emitting from said area. However, when he attempted to lift his arms, he was met with an external force which stopped him from doing so.

After a moment of forcing his eyes open, he looked over, only to see Carrot Top snuggled up against his chest, a look of sheer happiness plastered on her face. The sight of the sleeping mare caused Spike to sigh in content, and so he went to move a piece of stray mane from the beautiful mare’s face, only to realize his other arm was trapped as well.

Spike turned to see what had held his arm in place, only to find two more mares unconscious in his arms. He recognized one as the DJ of the club he was at last night, but the other mare remained a mystery. She had a dark, near black mane, and a grayish-brown coat.

Every fiber of his body said to scream, logic however, prevented him from doing so.

He slowly removed his arms from under the mares around him, and lifted himself off his bed, only to freeze with shock at what lay before him; his room was cleaner than it had ever been in the past, everything was neatly organized, and the once unkempt floor now eradicated of the mountain of clothing that had once rested there.

Looking back at the mares he had brought home, Spike couldn’t help but wonder what had happened last night; more so, why three mares were cuddling with him when he had awoken. He had wanted to believe he had gotten lucky, but he knew not to be so optimistic; optimism just makes the truth harder to swallow, and he had learned his lesson with Rarity long ago.

“Well, ain’t this dand-“ Spike was cut off by another painful throb of pain in the back of his head, and he clutched his head, gritting his teeth until it had passed. Spike had figured the pain and nausea had been part of a so called ‘hangover’.

Spike stumbled out the door of his room, only to be greeted with the aroma of breakfast. “Is Twi already up? Huh, guess I’ll have to see for myself,” with that, Spike began his descent down his new enemy, stairs. Walking down stairs while hung over was the most difficult thing the dragon has had to do so far, but he succeeded nonetheless.

Spike had heard the familiar rattle of silverware, but came to realize; Twilight is horrible at cooking, and the aroma didn’t give off any signs of being burnt. Allowing his curiosity to get the better of him, Spike rounded the corner into the kitchen of the library, where he saw two more mares preparing a breakfast. One being a teal unicorn, with a light blue and white mane, who was preparing the table, and cleaning what little mess had been made. Meanwhile, the other mare, had a pale yellow coat, and a curly navy blue and pink mane, and she was preparing the last of the breakfast.

Spike was about to clear his throat to announce his presence amongst them, but it would seem he didn’t need to, as the mare with the teal coat approached him, eyes half lidded.

“Hey there scales, did you have fun last night?” she spoke in a sultry tone, enough to make Spike’s scales turn a deep shade of crimson. “I’ll take that as a yes, now sit down, me and Bonnie are almost done with breakfast.

Spike was left utterly speechless, and so he obeyed her, taking the seat at the head of the table. Spike however, still wasn’t sure on whether or not he had gotten laid last night, even if everything was pointing towards it.

“So what exactly happened last night? It’s all kind of a blur to me.”

“You seriously don’t remember?” Spike shook his head. “I feel bad for you, last night was awesome. That thing you did with your tongue,” the mare let out a wistful sigh, “was incredible.” The mare was now grinning as she relived the events of the previous night.

“So… we did it?” Spike wanted an answer, if it meant being blunt, then so be it.

“Yeah, it was crazy. I didn’t think you had it in you, but you took me, Carrot, Bonnie, Vinyl, and Octy at the same time! It’s a good thing you have two dicks, otherwise we might have been i-“

Spike couldn’t help but grin, try as he might to suppress it, the thought of losing his virginity to 5 mares was too awesome. “So… all six of us, huh?”

“Yup!” the teal mare beamed.

Even if Spike was blushing hard, he still grinned, but said grin changed to a sheepish smile as he remembered the fact that he didn’t know these mares at all. “I hope this doesn’t offend you but, what’s your name?”

“Lyra Heartstrings. That’s my friend Bon Bon, and the gray mare upstairs is Octavia.” Spike nodded, taking in this new info.

Spike broke out of his thoughts, and asked a question that had been on his mind since he saw her. “So~ I still don't know what happened last night... do you, by any chance, remember?”

“Well, yeah. I wasn’t at the club when I met you, kinda saw you walking with three mares, making me and Bon Bon a little curious. One thing led to another, and we had an orgy. If you want I could tell you what happened from when we started walking with you.” Lyra was now grinning, seems like she enjoyed telling stories or something. “Take a sea… oh yeah, you’re already sitting. Well I’ll take a seat then.” Lyra pulled out a chair and sat down, as Bon Bon began serving breakfast. “STORY TIME!” Lyra shouted, just before she began to tell her grand tale of epicness.

Author's Note:

HA! GET CLIFFHANGER'D N00B

I'll release the next chapter picking up right after her story. The next chapter is going to be about Spike hearing the mares different takes on what happened last night.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED!