> Spike's Dinner Date
>  by Heart Felt
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> Spike's Dinner Date
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        On a warm spring evening inside of the Ponyville library, an excited baby dragon was singing cheerfully while tidying up. “Me and Rarity, oh what a pair we will be!” He sang. While he was sweeping, the door to the treehouse opened and the newest Princess walked in.
        “Spike, are you almost finished?” She asked.
        Spike stopped his sweeping and saluted her. “Sure am Twilight! I am your number one assistant after all!”
        Twilight smiled. “That’s great. I know you’re excited for your little date with Rarity this evening, but you need to finish your chores before you can go.” She began trotting up the stairs to the second floor. “I’ll be working on some reports if you need me.”
        “Aye aye!” The dragon replied, and got back to work. “She’s bright like a jewel, she makes me drool!” He sang once more.

        Soon the cleaning was finished, and Spike could focus on getting ready for his appointment with the fashionista. He tried on different bowties and several fake moustaches. In the end he decided to wear a simple black bowtie. “Looking good, Spike!” He said to himself.
        The baby dragon opened the front door of the library and began his walk to the Carousel Boutique. First he stopped at the flower shop, which thankfully hadn’t closed yet, and bought a bouquet of roses. “Rarity will just love these!” He exclaimed.
        Then he arrived at the Boutique. Outside, Spike adjusted some of his scales and spikes. “Gotta look my best…” He mumbled. He took a deep breath, then knocked on the door.
        But there was no answer. He knocked again and held his breath. After a few seconds, the door opened. Rarity stood there, wearing a vibrant blue dress and earrings which complimented her eyes. Spike’s jaw dropped.
        “Rarity, you look beautiful!” He beamed.
        The white unicorn giggled. “Only the best for you, Spikey-Wikey.” She gasped. “Are those roses for me?”
        Spike blushed. “Of course they are, who else would I buy flowers for?”
“Please, come in!” She motioned for him to come inside. The two walked into the kitchen, and Spike found that Rarity had decorated the place to resemble a fancy restaurant. Burgundy curtains filtered the moonlight coming into the kitchen and a red tablecloth adorned the table. A candle had been lit and was positioned in the center of the table, between where the two would be sitting.
        Spike’s mouth was wide open. “I really think you outdid yourself, you didn’t need to go through the hassle of doing all this.”
        “Shush now darling!” Rarity exclaimed. “I did say only the best!”
        “Yeah, but-”
        “Shush! Let me get a vase to put your flowers in.” She rummaged through a cabinet until she found an appropriate vase. She filled it with water and placed the flowers inside, then placed it on the edge of the table, so that when they sat down they could still see each other. “These red roses go perfectly with the rest of my decor!”
        Spike smiled. “I’m glad you like them.”
        “Come now, please have a seat!” The fashionista insisted, pulling out a comfortable looking chair for the dragon to sit in. He sat down and she pushed him in. “I’m glad you arrived when you did, you’re just in time for dinner!” She took the seat across from him at the table.
        The baby dragon was confused. He hadn’t smelled anything cooking, and he didn’t see anything in the kitchen showing that Rarity had done any cooking. “Are you sure?”
        Rarity batted her eyelashes. “I’m positive, darling.” 
        Spike blushed. Were they really going to have dinner, or were they going to do something else? His mind raced through all the possibilities, until Rarity pushed the candle in the middle of the table out of the way. She leaned all the way over the table and gave him a peck on the forehead. Doing this caused the purple dragon’s already pink face to flush bright red. “O-oh…” He mumbled.
        The white unicorn’s half-lidded eyes didn’t move off of the dragon. “I’ll tell you what- or who’s- on the menu tonight: My little Spikey-Wikey!”
        The baby dragon’s heart fluttered. Rarity really does like me! He thought. “R-really?” He stuttered.
        “Yes, I read an article that said dragon is good for a pony’s coat. Gems are shiny, dragons eat gems, ponies eat dragons, ponies get shiny coats!” Rarity explained. “I don’t know how I didn’t figure that out for myself, honestly.”
        Spike listened intently. “So… You’re really going to eat me? Like, not fake-eat me or something?”
        “Yes!”
        He cocked his head to the side in confusion. “Is this a joke?”
        Rarity huffed. “Do I normally joke around with something like this?”
        “Well, you don’t normally talk about something like this, Rarity.” Spike stated. “But you also normally don’t joke around, so… I guess not?”
        The white unicorn nodded. “I guess we’re on the same page now. Would you mind getting on the table now? I can feel my stomach rumbling. I haven’t eaten anything all day in excitement!”
        Spike obeyed and climbed onto the table. Rarity licked her lips at the sight of the small purple dragon. “Oh, I’m so thrilled! I’ve never tried dragon before!” She chimed.
“Do I have any say in this?” asked the dragon.
“How rude of me! Of course you do darling, head first or feet first?”
“Uh…” Spike pondered. I’m a bit nervous, but this doesn’t sound half bad. “Feet first, I guess.”
Rarity gleamed. “That’s a good idea, that way you can crawl in! Plus I can work on stretching out my jaw before I get to your head! No offense, but it is kind of big. In a cute way though!”
“None taken, I get that a lot.” Spike said. “I am a baby dragon after all. Babies usually have big heads.”
A loud rumbling sound filled the room. The unicorn giggled. “Excuse me!” She exclaimed. “Like I said, I haven’t eaten all day!” 
        “I’m starting to feel a little bad now, why don’t you just eat me now?” Spike asked, with a bit of regret in his voice. This is going to be really weird! He thought. Maybe it will feel good though, I’ve never done something like this before.
        Rarity laughed with excitement. “Okay!” She opened her mouth as wide as it could go, which was very wide for a pony. Spike’s eyes widened. He could see down into her dark wet esophagus, just past her tongue. Her tongue, which looked like a soft velvet pillow. Pearly white teeth lined her gums and gleamed in the candlelight.
        “Wow…” Spike mumbled. He stepped closer to the pony’s maw and began to place one of his feet inside. He wasn’t surprised to find that it was slippery, nor that her tongue was just as soft as it looked. The dragon placed another foot inside and laid down on the table, making it easier for him to slide inside.
        The unicorn closed her lips around Spike’s clawed feet. It’s a good thing that I took a long bath just before I got here! He thought. Though, I’m not sure if Rarity really cares how clean I am at this point. Her tongue pulled his feet back to the entrance of her gullet, pulling his short legs into her hot mouth.
        “I think this feels better than kissing!” Spike said. Though he hadn’t really ever kissed anyone before, he was quite certain that this was much better. He could tell that Rarity was smiling even though her mouth was stretched so much.
        Then she began to swallow him down. He could feel the muscles in her throat tighten and squeeze his lower limbs. It felt like nothing he had ever experienced before. Like a full body massage! Just wet, and hot. But he didn’t mind the dampness. In fact, that made it feel better.
        Rarity continued swallowing and made her way to his chest. Spike worked his arms into her waiting mouth so that she could move forward. “I can’t believe that eating a dragon could make your coat really shiny.” Spike remarked. “But there’s no harm in trying!” He reveled in the feeling of the unicorn’s warm soft tongue caressing his back and  shoulders, and the feeling of her gullet pulling his belly far into the pony’s own stomach.
        At the dragon’s neck is where Rarity began to struggle getting her mouth around him. She distended her jaw and worked it around the bottom of his head, while he worked to help her get him inside. Her teeth brushed against his scales, not hurting but tickling him gently. Soon his view of the outside world was obstructed by the top of the unicorn’s mouth, then by the back of her throat. Finally it was pitch black. With one final swallow, Rarity gulped him down. He formed a huge lump in her throat, then stretched her belly. 
Spike felt himself enter the vat of her stomach, but he couldn’t see anything. He also couldn’t move, but that didn’t bother him. He heard the pony’s heartbeat pounding and felt the churning of her stomach, and that was all he needed.
Rarity let out a loud belch once she finished the dragon off. She giggled again and found that she was feeling pretty excited, but also very tired. She sat in the comfortable chair at the table and rubbed her newly gained belly. “You doing okay in there Spike?” She asked the bulge.
The dragon heard her and shifted positions to signal that he was okay. He couldn’t move his mouth to speak, nor did he want to.
The unicorn felt him move and laughed. “That feels really good, but I’m exhausted!” She got up and struggled with the weight of her distended belly. She slowly shuffled into her bedroom and spread out on the bed. She yawned once more, then fell into a deep restful sleep.

The next morning, Rarity woke up full of energy. She quickly recalled the events from the night before and looked at her stomach. It was much smaller now, and she felt a pang of guilt. But then she remembered what happens to a pony when they eat a dragon, and she galloped to the nearest mirror. Sure enough, her coat was as shiny as a diamond.
“Oh, this is simply spectacular!” She exclaimed. “Thank you Spike, thank you so much!”