As the night breaks into dawn in the sun rise, the critters of the neighborhood awaken from their slumber ready to begin their day of survival. Birds fly in the morning breeze, scavenging for tasty worms to their misfortune, for their offspring.
It was still very early in the morning, much too early for anyone to be up and roaming about, and so most were still resting in their slumber, dreaming in wonderland of softness as they lay in their beds.
In one home, Pinkie, in her pink pajamas, cuddled her pet baby alligator while she drooled, as she dreamed of delicious creamy frosting. Licking her lips every so often, her foot twitched in delight of the fun-filled paradise. Surrounding her laid several party decorations, several invitation of which contains photos of a young boy and a slightly older teen girl within a heart-shaped cover.
Gummy lay next to his companion, peacefully snoring, his tail wagging from side to side enjoying his pleasant dream of having teeth and eating candy.
In Fluttershys' house, she laid in her bed peacefully dreaming about all sorts of cute animals frolicking in open pastures. Angel, her pet rabbit, snuggled in her arms, drifting along the vast oceans of carrots, with Spike at the end of the plank of his pirate ship.
His paw shifted in his sleep, motioning to poke someone, and moments later, a smile crept upon his white face as he witnessed his enemy fall into the shark infested carrot ocean.
At Twilight’s home, she is laid her head on her desk fast asleep, surrounded by many volumes of books stacked on top of each other. She dreamed of even more books, reading each one to, quite simply, gain the knowledge it contained.
Owlicious not quite asleep, since it was still early enough for him to stay up, so he soared around the chamber of his companion, dusting off the many books that sat on the shelves.
Rarity dreamt of her unique designs, dresses being in a world renowned fashion show, with top judges declaring her work to be the next big thing in fashion history.
As for Opal...Under no circumstances would you ever want to know what it was she ever dreamt of.
Now on to the last two dreamers; they too, like all dreamers, were in their beds, in their homes.
Rainbow lay in her bed, snoozing while cuddling a pillow tightly with her legs, which locked it close to her. She kissed the pillow with tense passion, digging her nails along the back of it, not giving a moment a rest for the poor sack of cotton. She nuzzled the white object in her grasp, grinning as she rolled on top of it and continued her assault.
Her hand brushes gently on top of the pillow as if she is holding a head close to hers. She moaned Spikes' name as she pressed herself closer to the pillow, ‘till she closed herself with the pillow to the bed. She started to get rougher with motions of her hands on the lower extreme of the soft object.
As she continued to smother, she started to bounce on it, rapidly moaning as she deepened her bond with the damped cotton sack. She sped up her action causing her bed to squeak loudly.
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Spike, on the other hand, instead of being in a peaceful slumber, he lied on top on his bed panting in his damped sheets. Sweat rolls down his bright red face as he moved his head around his pillow. It's almost as if something is holding him down, restraining him from escaping its grasp, or someone. He tries to move but is locked down into place of his assaulter, struggling for the smallest bit of air.
"Gentle, please" He murmured in his sleep, as tears of pain and nervousness ran down his face.
He wanted to move, but he couldn't, due to his restraint in his dream, or perhaps more accurately, the weirdest nightmare he had ever had in his life. He squirmed, but to no avail, he was held completely captive. Shifting around all that he could, just trying to get free or at least have more room to breathe, only to tighten the grip he was in, with no way out. Soon he started to calm down as his mind fades into the dream, enjoying the predicament he was in. A smile creased into his blazing face as his tongue stick out, drooling on his sheets.
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Back at her own home, Rainbow continued to plow her pillow getting...deeper...in her 'dream' until...
Wham!... "Ouch!"
She fell off of her bed, head-first on the floor, and she groaned in agony as she lifted her head and prompted herself on the ground. She rubbed her head to ease the pain as she looked around in the darkness of her room. Soon her eyes adjusted to the dimness, and she saw the pillow that she had been gripping onto during her intense dream. A blush blazed her face when she saw the stain she left on the pillow.
Despite the mess she made on the pillow and on her bed during her coitus that she had dreamed of Spike, a smile slowly crept on her face.
She sat herself up on the floor with her pillow Spike and cuddled it in her lap. She stroked the top of it gently with her right hand, resting her chin it.
After some silence she whispered. " I should drink apple cider before going to bed more often."
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Spike was lying down upon his bed, panting disparately whilst trying to catch his breath. His face was covered with sweat as well as the rest of his pre-adolescent body. He took a careful glimpse around his room for any sign of any one being in his room. Only PeeWee, his pet bird, still asleep even throughout the noise that was made by his roommate.
Spike sat on his bed, composing his thoughts together, still struggling to decipher what exactly just happened in his dream.
He groaned in frustration.."Errrrr...what's wrong with me? Why did I just have a dream of getting sexually dominated, and not only that, why did it have to be Rainbow Dash?"
He threw his hands over his head, and collapsed back onto his bed, trying to think as of why that would even happen. Sure, she was a great friend and all, but will she ever do that to him?
"No! No! No! No! Not in a million years would she ever do that!" He said to himself as he stared into his ceiling. It wasn't that didn’t find her extremely attractive; on the contrary, she was very fine, if that was all he could say. There were times he would stare at her legs when she practiced her tricks, and even at she toned areas that he would be caught dead of she found out. He'd be lucky if she just whack him a few times, and yet the worst thing she can do could be very grim indeed.
"Don't want that to happen." He continue to stare upward trying to forget the dream he just had. “Errrrrr... No more apple cider before bed, ever!" he said in conclusion, closing his eyes to regain as much sleep as possible.
Unable to even keep his eyes shut, be look over to his night stand to pictures of him and his friends. It was when he moved to town, he made friends with the group three years back and it been that way since. A smile everyone's face at Pinkie's 'A New Friend' party. That party was full of laughs. He chuckles, still couldn’t believe that he had made friends with six amazing girls in one day. For weeks guys at his schools kept trying to ask him how did he managed to get into a group of stunning girls.
All he really did was say “hi” to Pinkie when he was riding through the block, and the next thing he knew, he was pounced upon by a pink energetic fifteen year old girl, and was brought into her house for a party. Granted it was straight-out abduction, and he was scared out of his mind until she actually removed the blindfold and had cake out of his mouth used to silence him, and then they had a decent party that involved not having cake used to muffle him but rather to feed him. Although he still was a little uncomfortable inside her house, because of the cupcake dream he had the following day.
Really need to get over that soon.
He and his friends have gone through lots of events together during the three years. He used to have a crush on Rarity, but that faded a long time ago. Since then he been able to get closer to the rest of his friends, helping them with odd jobs. He bonded with Rainbow even more now, hanging out with her on his free time. But if she found that he's been having dreams about her like the one right now.
"I'm a dead man" he said. Closing his eyes he relaxed himself, letting sleep take over for the night.
When he finally succumbed to absolute slumber, Peewee cracked open his eye, and he glimpse at his roomate while he slept. He has heard all of what has happened in Spike's dream, and being in a cage doesn't really block out sound at all. It was very awkward having to hear his companion having a wet dream of getting almost completely dominated, sexually, by one of his friends. Peewee may not have been a parrot, but he could still make himself be heard...Though right now he had thoughts about what had happened with his friend.
Hmm...I guess Rainbow isn't the only one with the weird dreams, got to tell that to Tank on the next pet meeting.
~`~
Back at Rainbow's home she laid in her bed as she snoozed peacefully in her room, still cuddling her Pillow Spike. Tank sat alongside the edge of her room, resting softly in his little home next to the bed. He pondered diligently as of what he just heard from his roommate, the agonizing two hours of pure, disturbing torture. He tried to hide in his shell, but it was totally useless, and thus he had to listen to the whole thing.
Err... this is the fifth time this week, can you put it off dreaming about him already? When this blows over and you get to be with Spike, take the noise elsewhere please.
He shifts around in his shell, popping of his head out he looks over to Rainbow as she sleep with his tired eyes. He saw her smiling adorably as she cuddle her comfort object in her arms. She breathes softly in her rest, this time having a more peaceful dream. A smile forms on Tanks face at the sight of how cute she is when she is not loud. Tank loves her as she loves him and he'll do anything to help her in mission to get Spike.
Don't worry Rainbow, I'll help you through. For tomorrow you'll go through the day that is to come. Instead of the pillow you'll be hugging the real deal, and hopefully someone to hang on to for a long time.
~`~
The following morning, Spike stood outside on the porch of his house, while it was still quite early in the morning. He looked at his watch to see the time: 7:55. His eyes were still a little groggy from the lack of sleep. He made sure that Peewee was fed, ate his own breakfast, and then washed his dishes and did the rest of his chores, which included taking the trash out and taking the poops out of Peewee’s cage. Simple enough, he figured, just a bit too tricky for his taste. He had his clothes ready in his bag for the day; a pair of shorts, some sandals, another change of clothes, and his wallet; it was all that he needed.
Soon he saw Rainbow's car pull over to the front of his house, blasting 1999 by Prince very loudly; he then advance toward her. When reached the door of her car, he opens it and steps inside.
"Hey Rainbow." He greets her. "Thanks for the lift; really appreciate it."
"No prob Spikey" She said.
Spike looks to the back to greet the rest of his friends, but it was empty. No one was in the seats, it was just him and him and Rainbow alone in the front. Were they going to pick up the rest of them up?
"Hey Rainbow, where are the others?" He asked.
"Oh, they're riding in Applejack’s car. It got crowded because of all the stuff Rarity packed up as I predicted so I volunteered to pick you up." She said, as they drove forward into the road. "It's just you and me."
That got him a worried; he still felt a little nervous due to the recent dream that he had of her not to many hours ago. "Just...y-you and me?"
Rainbow smiled. "That's right, just us."
Unlike Spike, Rainbow was not feeling nearly as nervous as he did at the moment. To her, the dream was very pleasant, and it affected her moods and thoughts throughout the rest of the day. Spikes looked at her attire and noticed that she was wearing a very loose shirt that showed her bikini top straps along her shoulders. The fabric itself was very transparent; so transparent in fact, that he could see her chest underneath the shirt, covered by the bikini. His eyes went downward, first giving a fleeting curiosity as to what shapes her abdomen had upon it, he’d have to wait until later though, and then he saw that she was wearing super-short denims, which showed her deliciously smooth, long legs. They weren't overwhelmingly muscular, but they were quite toned in such a way that Spike thought it was rather foxy.
Rainbow noticed that Spike was staring at her and looks over to him. He then looks away, blood rushed to his face just as she had planned.
"You know Spike," and this brought Spike’s attention back to her "since we're the only ones here... if you don't like that seat, you could always sit in my lap" she said meeting his eyes with her own.
Spike’s eyes became big as dinner plates as his face lit up like an apple. His jaw hung wide open as he stared at her, surprised at her suggestion. She winked at him, triggering a blood vessel in his nose to pop. She giggled as she saw blood drip from his nasal cavity. She still didn’t want to torture her beloved too badly, so she then she grabbed a handkerchief from under her shirt and handed it to Spike. By then, her playlist moved on from 1999 and began playing Little Red Corvette. She showed nothing, but the lyrics “baby, you're much too fast” were almost like a sharp reminder that she shouldn’t hit too hard or too fast on him, and she decided to relent...at least until they arrived at the beach.
"Clean yourself up before you make a mess in the car" she said, laughing as he took the piece of cloth in embarrassment.
Step one: get him in the car and have a little fun...Check