Showers
“Hey-yah!” Rarity cried, spiking the volleyball over the net in a downward spiral, bouncing hardly against the floor to score a point for her side.
“Woo hoo!” Pinkie screamed. “That’s game!” The pink pony jumped with joy, doing backflips down the recreational centre’s wooden floor, and nearly bumping into Applejack.
Rainbow, along with Twilight and Fluttershy sighed in defeat on the other side of the net, with the rainbow maned pegasus not taking the loss lightly. “Son of a bitch! Damn it all!” She grabbed the game ball and kicked it in a fit of rage, nearly hitting Fluttershy who thankfully ducked out of the way. “Sorry Flutters, didn’t mean to that.”
“That’s okay, and I’m sorry we lost, Rainbow…” The yellow pony moaned, blushed with embarrassment. “But I’m just not that good at sports.”
“Yeah, these teams were totally unbalanced!” Rainbow complained further. “I mean, Rarity played in high school, Applejack has the upper body strength of a train, and Pinkie’s… Pinkie.”
Twilight frowned, wetting some sweat off her brow. “And what does that make us?” She asked displeasingly.
“It makes you a nerd, and Fluttershy has the muscle tone of a bunny rabbit.”
“Well actually, bunnies are quite athletic, they can hop really fast and high,” Fluttershy said.
“That’s wonderful,” Rainbow groaned, walking away. “Whatever, I think we should do a team change, ref!” She turned to the side where a very grown up Spike sat in a chair with a score board. “What do you think?”
The dragon smiled. “If I recall, didn’t you say you could take on all the girls by yourself?”
The blue pony rolled her eyes. “So what if I did, I’ll trade Twilight for Rarity. Maybe that’ll make things fairer.”
“Actually, I think I’ll pass,” she said, fanning underneath her arms. “I think I’m starting to dew up a little.”
“Ya mean you’re sweating?” Applejack droned.
“A lady does not sweat,” Rarity huffed. “She dews. It’s more dignified.”
“Ah huh…” the cowpony muttered. “Well, take a break then and keep score. Dragon, you’re with us.”
“Oh, HELL NO!” Rainbow screamed. “There is no way you get Spike on your team! It’s totally unfair!” She threw her hands in the air. “You guys can take your pick from my team, but I want somepony good.”
“Okay, this is starting to get a little offensive,” Twilight deadpanned, walking over to the other side of the net, joining Applejack’s team. “But if it’ll please her royal poor sport, then I’ll switch teams.”
“Thanks Twi,” Rainbow beamed, happy that she got her way. “Okay, we serve first!”
“Alright, the scores are reset,” Rarity said, flipping the scores back to normal. “First to fifteen wins!”
“Let’s do this!” Rainbow screamed, smashing the ball with all her might.
*****
Hours passed as the group of friends continued to play, jumping, smacking, and in Fluttershy’s case, cowering from the ball as it made its way from one side of the course to the other, it was a close match indeed, but the game’s fate was sealed when Twilight made an impressive play of smashing the ball into Spike’s face, but only for it to bounce back over for the win.
“ALL RIGHT! We won!” Rainbow cheered, taking to the air, doing a victory. “Uh-huh, Oh yeah, it’s my birthday, and I’m awesome!”
“Spike! Are you alright?” Rarity asked, rushing to the dragon’s side, who was now laying dizzily on the floor. “Speak to me if you’re okay.”
“My head hurts…” he muttered. “But I think I’ll live.”
“Are you sure?” the unicorn asked.
“He’ll be fine, Rarity!” Pinkie said, stopping to take a whiff at herself. “Pee-you! I need to shower.”
“Ugh, I think we all do,” Rainbow agreed. “Let’s hit it.”
Spike slowly got up, managing to keep himself steady. “You guys go on ahead, I’ll put the stuff away.”
“Absolutely not!” Rarity frowned. “You’ve just sustained a traumatic injury. You go on ahead and shower, and we’ll all clean up.”
“Oh… okay then,” Spike said, shrugging and heading out of the gym. “I’ll wait for you girls in the lobby after my shower.”
He left, and the rest of the girls had to get everything put away. Most of them started to do that, however, one mischievous pony managed to sneak away. Not only wanting to get out of work, Rainbow slipped out of the gym after a few minutes and followed Spike down the hallway. She took a quick peek through the door to make sure he was the only one in their before closing the door.
“Good he’s alone,” she thought to herself. “It really has been dead all day.” She reached down into her sports bag and pulled out a screwdriver. Rainbow began unscrewing the little sign on the door that said ‘Stallions’ before running over and doing the same with the mare’s room door. By the time she had gotten them both switched, the rest of the girls were coming down the hall.
“There you are!” Applejack frowned. “Where in the hell did you get off to? We had to put all that stuff away ourselves.”
“Eh, big deal,” She muttered. “It was just volleyball stuff, who really gives a crap?”
The rest of her friends just ignored her and entered the Mare’s room door, which of course was not actually the mare’s room. Rainbow did however give Twilight a little nudge and a wink, and the alicorn nodded.
Twilight’s horn began to glow, and with a quick burst of silent magic, all the urinals and Spike’s stuff were covered with an illusion spell, and the rest of the girls were none the wiser.
Rarity undid her pony tail, letting her silky purple hair flow down to her shoulders as she reached into her backpack and pulled out several bottles. “Now let’s see here… Shampoo, soap, conditioner, coconut oil for my fur, scrub brush, loofa… everything’s here except…” She started to take off her shirt, neatly folding it into a pile on the bench inside of her. “Girls, do any of you have any almond lotion I could borrow?” She asked as she shimmied out of her shorts. “I’ve seem to forgotten mine at home.”
“I got some!” Pinkie proclaimed, tossing her own toiletry bag at the fashionista. “Help yourself.”
“Thank you, dear,” Rarity said, unclipping her sports bra, her large, bouncy breast pouring out. “These things always leave a bit of redness.” She reached into Pinkie’s bag, pulling out the almond lotion… along with bubble bath mix, lubricant… “Pinkie, we’re taking a shower, why on earth do you have…” she pulled out a dark red bottle while slowly peeling out of her panties. “Rose scented body oil?”
“Because it’s for you!” She clapped. “I was told to bring it!”
“Told to bring it? Why…” Rarity started to wonder. That’s when she realized something strange. She was the only one of her friends to be completely naked, and she started to blush. “Umm, not to sound rude, but what’s going on here?”
“Rare, we have a confession to make,” Applejack smiled. “Call this an—“
“I’M SORRY RARITY! THEY MADE ME PROMISE NOT TO TELL YOU!” Fluttershy blurted out. “Pinkie said she’d hunt me down and blow up my house if I did!”
“What? Pinkie Pie!” Twilight frowned, looking to her pink friend. “We never said to tell her that!”
“Hey, it worked right?” Pinkie giggled. “And no use crying over a soggy cupcake.”
Rarity was starting to get a little irritated, and cold. “Girls. What’s on earth is going on?”
“Well, it’s no big deal, to be completely honest,” Twilight said. “But we as a group have decided that after several years of tension, we’re giving you a little nudge towards happiness, or in this case, the stallion’s shower room.”
Rarity felt herself getting picked up. Applejack had grabbed her by the hips and was now carrying her towards the shower room doors. The white mare turned around frantically, starting to see that the room was nothing more than an illusion, and that they were in the boy’s room. And there was only one boy in the rec centre today… her heart started to pound frantically, and she was paralyzed in fear. The only thing she was able to do was clutch onto her shower bag.
“Now, you two have fun in there,” Rainbow said. “Oh, and Twi’s going to be magically locking the door behind you, so you and Spike can’t leave until… well, I think it’ll be more fun if you figure it out.
With that, Pinkie opened the door and Applejack dropped her inside the steam filled room and slammed the door shut.
Rarity just stood there. At least it was warmer in here, so she wasn’t shivering as much. However, that did little for her situation. Her first reaction was to grab the door and force it open, but it wouldn’t budge, and when she tried magic, it proved ineffective against Twilight’s magical prowess.
That’s when she realized there was a shower running. The white mare slowly turned around, carefully sneaking into the shower mist. She must have been insane for doing this, but for some reason she did. Perhaps it had to do with something her friends had said. A little nudge towards happiness, that’s what they said. We’re they talking about Spike?
He was something that was on her mind, more so than she’d admit. Ever since he’d grown into an adult she had been finding herself wanting to spend more and more time with the drake, but she had always thought it was something else… but could it had been love?
She pondered on it, but that became hard to do when she finally drifted deeper into the mist and finally spotted the dragon. Her eyes widened and she had to clamp her mouth shut from screaming. Rarity’s gaze was locked onto Spike’s posterior, perfectly scaly and muscular. Part of her wanted to run over there and give it a good squeeze to test its durability. In fact, she was already making her way to his butt.
However, she took a step into a puddle and with that, alerted the dragon’s too her presence. “Hello?” Spike asked, turning around. “Is anyone herrrrOH MY GODDESS!” Spike freaked out, the sight of seeing a naked Rarity in the shower room was beyond his comprehension, and he slipped and fell.
“Spike!” Rarity gulped, no longer caring about being embarrassed, she ran to his side, sliding down on her knees. “Are you okay? You didn’t hit your head again?”
“Yeah…” he grumbled. “I think I’ll be okaaYAH YOU’RE NAKED!” He slid away, turning around and trying to conceal himself. “Oh goddess, I walked into the girls room didn’t I? I’m so sorry! I’ll leave right now!”
“Spike... wait,” Rarity groaned. “You can’t leave, the door’s locked.”
“Locked?”
“It’s all Twilight and the others doing,” she continued. “They thought it’d be funny to lock me in here with you, but frankly…” she stopped herself. While it was embarrassing, she didn’t want to say anything too mean. “It’s a little immature of them. It’s like they’re a bunch of teenagers.”
“No kidding, huh?” Spike nodded, still refusing to turn around. “Well… I guess I’ll just stare at this wall until Twilight’s spell wears off.”
Rarity sighed, putting her shower bag down, and still not losing sight of Spike’s rear end. “Spike, precious scales… it’s alright.” She gently grabbed him by the shoulder. “If we’re going to be stuck in here we might as well not jump around the elephant in the room.” Plus, she was a little curious herself. The unicorn turned him around, and saw that his eyes were shut. In a way, he was quite a gentleman. “Open your eyes, Spike,” she said, and he did so.
Slowly, he peeked through with one eye, looking at Rarity’s smiling face. He started to calm down for a moment, but only to tense up again as he drifted lower, spying on Rarity’s chest. He always hoped they’d be big and perky and he wasn’t disappointed. The rest of her was pretty heavenly as well, with a nice flat stomach, not too brawny for a classy girl like Rarity, with the perfect, diamond-blue thighs, and a small bushel of pubic hair just above her marehood, trimmed and cut into a small, purple diamond.
Spike became flushed, and felt his body heating up. Small trails of smoke were leaking from his nose, a sad tell whenever he got really excited over something. “You… have a very pretty body,” was the only thing he could force out.
“Thank you…” Rarity said, not really paying attention. It was very unladylike to stare, but she found herself running up and down Spike’s body like a race track. She had to double count that he had six busting abs, and two VERY impressive pectorals. But those were a moot point when she saw his little dragon, although little wasn’t an understatement. She was no stranger to the male form, but she didn’t realize how large a dragon was downstairs, and she found herself quivering for a taste. “Oh my…” She smiled before realizing she was smiling. The mare quickly turned around. She was starting to understand more and more what her friends wanted her to do, and what SHE wanted to do as well.
And Spike… well, even she knew of his little crush on her when he was younger, but to think that he never gotten over it… she’d have to put that theory to the test.
“Spike…” She began, quickly turning on one of the showers next to his. “Can I ask you something?”
“S-Sure, Rarity,” the dragon trembled. “Anything.”
Rarity bent down to grab her bag, making sure to do so nice and slowly, and making sure that Spike got a front row view of her prize. She wagged her tail in and out of the way in a teasing fashion, gently blocking anything from true sight. When she got up and turned around, she had to contain her laughter at Spike’s tomato red face. “Well, I have a hard time washing the small of my back, and my arms are really sore from volleyball,” she handed him the bottle and turned around, holding up her hair and asking him, “Could you wash my back for me?”
Spike took a few moments to process what he had just heard. “Ah…” he droned on for a while. “If you’re really sore that is…” he squirted a little bit of the soap into his hands and looked at Rarity, who was letting the warm water sprinkle down on her, and the beads trailing down her white fur, and she sparkled like a water goddess.
The drake placed a soapy claw on the mare’s back, and she jumped away from it slightly, letting out a loud moan before receding back. She looked around her shoulder. “Why did you stop?”
“I thought I hurt you,” Spike said.
“No, it actually feels really nice,” she smiled, letting the dragon know it was okay to continue, which he did, slowly massaging her back, working the soap into her fur. She could feel his claws lightly graze her skin, which just added more to the pleasure. He got a little more daring and moved to the hips, and around her tail. The unicorn found herself clutching onto her boobs, pinching down on her teal nipples to keep from screaming out. “Spike, could you go lower?”
He didn’t respond, he just obeyed and traveled passed her tail and laid a hand on both of Rarity’s cheeks. Down below his prick was twitching eagerly, and he had to fight off some primal urges within him as he continued to wash down Rarity, gripping her bottom, and caressing it a little too playfully. Rarity was biting her lips now, and found herself with one hand in between her legs, dabbing into her mound. With each delightful grip and rub Spike gave her, she matched it with a stroke of her own, and soon found herself two fingers deep, finger-fucking herself as the dragon she loved washed her down.
Spike, being no fool noticed this. He reapplied some more of the soap to his hand and started to wash her back again, but this time, making his way slowly under her arms, and grabbing a fistful of her sweet marshmallows. Perhaps he could give into his urges a little.
“Oh Spike,” Rarity cooed, pressing down on one of his claws with her free hand, making squeeze tighter around her boob. “You naughty little devil,” she stopped touching herself, reaching for her bag, and grabbing the coconut oil. “You were only supposed to wash my back.”
“Your front seemed a little… dirty,” he grinned. “And I thought it could use a washing.”
“Well, if you insist on helping me… then perhaps you could rub this on me next? It helps keep my fur so…”
“Sexy,” Spike finished.
“Your words, not mine,” she grinned. She pushed away from Spike for a moment, and gently lowered herself onto the ground and lay on her back. The dragon got down on all fours and got ready to apply the lotions into his hands. “Wait a second, Spikey,” Rarity said with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “You can’t use your hands, they’re covered with soap.”
Spike looked confused for a second. “Then… how am I supposed to apply this on you?”
“I guess you’ll have to do it… orally,” she beamed. “It’s just coconut, Spike, and it nice and thick cream, you should be able to manage. Just remember, I need it to go EVERYWHERE…” she gave him a lustful wink.
Spike understood her game, sticking out his long, reptilian tongue, and squirting a glob onto Rarity’s leg. He then started to spread it with his tongue, having to make slow, long licks up the lengths of Rarity’s legs. Rarity herself was fighting off pleasure spasms, staring up at the white ceiling of the shower room and letting the shower water pour down on her face.
Spike applied another dab of the tangy tasting oil on her thigh, and lifted her leg up. “So when you said everywhere…”
“A lady never lies Spike,” she said breathily, her nails digging into the tile floor in anticipation as Spike squirted a cool dab right onto her slit, followed by a barrage of slick lip. The dragon buried his head down there as he chowed down on Rarity’s honeypot, making sure to spread the lotion nice and thickly across with a little added moisturizer of his own. Rarity head kicked back, and she pounded against the floor as she experienced her first climate by the drake’s hand, no longer trying to be discreet about her volume.
When she came down, she sat up for a second to admire the dragon’s handiwork, and her wet marehood slathered with coconut oil and cum. “That was…” she couldn’t find a word to express her feelings of burning passion. Instead, she got onto her knees and placed her hands behind her back. “Oh dear, I’ve been so inconsiderate. You’ve been such a gentledrake to me, cleaning me up and I didn’t even consider how dirty you are.” She smiled as the drake stood up, waving his harden dragon in front of her face. “I’ll see to it that I clean you personally.”
She opened her mouth eagerly, practically swallowing the dragon’s cock. It felt rather warm in her mouth, but that only made her want to suck on it more, bobbing up and down his massive length, while looking up at him. Even with her mouthful, she couldn’t help but smile as she watched the dragon fight off his own building up pleasure. She took a moment to catch her breath before latching back on, this time focusing on the tip, kissing it and smothering it with her drool. In the back of her mind she knew she was acting quite unrefined, but honestly, who really cared? She was hungry for some dragon’s special sauce, and when Spike placed a hand on her head she knew he was close. She slid him back into her mouth just in time for the climax, an ocean of creamy hot dragon spunk filling up her mouth, and dripping out from her lips. It was almost intoxicating how good it was, and she stroked him until she was sure she milked every last drop from him and even licked up the drops that spilled down to her chest.
“Rarity that was so…” The dragon mumbled, his own tongue hung lazily from his mouth.
“Say no more dear,” she said coyly. “We’re not done yet…” She reached back into her bag with a blind hand, and grabbed the bottle of shampoo and conditioner, as well as the bubble bath. She popped both bottles opened and squeezed the entire bottles contents onto her head. She let the bubbles build up around her, and did the same with the bubble bath mix, only pouring that one onto the floor. Within moments, they were in a world of bubbles. She’d have to thank Pinkie Pie for this later.
“What’s with all the bubbles, Rarity?” Spike asked, catching a floating clump in his hands. “Rarity…?” He asked. Between the shower fog and the bubbles, he lost sight of Rarity.
“Got you!” The white mare laughed, pouncing out of nowhere and tackling Spike to the ground. She giggled as she rubbed herself up against his back, slickly humping him like a dog in heat. It was so easy and fun to do since she was coated in slippery bubbles. She got the dragon down on his stomach and mounted his back. Spike tried to fight back, but he either was having too much fun, or physically could not grab the slippery mare. Eventually, the mare wrapped both her legs around his chest and grabbed onto both his shoulders. When Spike got up, he was on all four, and it looked like Rarity was riding him like… well like a pony.
“Rarity? What are you doing?”
“We’re going for a little ride, dear,” she said wickedly. “Honestly this has always been a little bit of a fantasy of mine, but I’ve always wanted…” she started to turn red. “To have you carry me on your back like a steed and I was a princess. But if it’s too weird for you, then I’d understand.”
Spike thought about it for a second before deciding. “Where to, my princess?”
Rarity let out a girlish squeal. “Let’s do a few laps around the room,” she said, giving him a firm slap on the behind. Spike reared up a little, doing his best whinny noise he could make before crawling across the room. Rarity felt the motion of his arms and hips working in tandem, carrying her around with such ease. It made her all giddy, and that was before she felt the way Spike’s back scales were teasing at her. She found herself mindlessly shifting in her seat, teasing her already pent up desires.
Even Spike found some enjoyment in this. Sure it was a little strange to walk around like this, and he could only imagine what would happen if somepony walked in on it, but it was really just childish fun, and it made Rarity happy, which in turn made him happy.
“Faster, faster!” Rarity cheered, giving into the fun, and spanking Spike again.
Spike reeled up again from another spank, although he really didn’t mind, and sped up, practically sliding now that he was on the bubbles. However, because the floor was so slippery, he was beginning to stumble a little bit, and eventually fell…
With Rarity landing right on top of him.
The two were still a bit giggly from the pony ride, but when they locked eyes and realized what position they were in, they became dead serious.
“I just realized something…” Rarity said. “We never actually kissed.”
“Yeah, I guess we didn’t,” Spike nodded, slowly leaning in for their first kiss. Gently at first with a few loving pecks, Spike slipped his tongue between Rarity’s lips and tangled it with hers. He cradled her head in his hand, and brushed a few strains of soapy wet hair out from her beautiful blue eyes.
Lips still interlocked, Rarity reached down between her legs, and fished around for Spike’s dragonhood. She grabbed the stiff rod and lifted herself up slightly, make room for the grand finale. She spread her legs as far as she could, and gently lowered herself down onto him, breaking out of the kiss to let out a shudder.
Spike positioned himself a bit better, grabbing Rarity by the hips to help her balance on top of him, and he started bucking up into her. Each thrust emitted a noise from the mare he loved, and moans turned to wails as his movements grew faster and faster. The white mare clenched as tightly as she could around the dragon’s shaft, wanting to milk every last bead of ecstasy from him, wanting to feel his entirety inside of him, but she needed more. She started rubbing down on herself as well, massaging her clitoris with little rotations, and could feel that Spike was getting close as well. She bit into her hand to keep from screaming as she started to hold off the final stretch, but it was no use, a few powerful thrusts were more than enough to finish off the horny mare, who’s teeth dug deep into her hand while the other dug into her sweat hot folds to catch more of that delicious dragon sperm.
Spike unleashed himself, pumping more love gunk into Rarity, who slid out of him, taking her hand between her legs to lick up his mess. She beamed at him, falling down onto her back, utterly exhausted. The dragon crawled next to her, cuddling up to the white mare.
“I think we got more dirty than we did clean,” Spike said.
“Well…” hummed Rarity, batting her eyes. “Then we’ll just have to take another shower.”