Is Bouncy
- Is Bouncy -
The front door to Twilight's bedroom burst open. She looked up from her crowded desk to find her pet dragon gasping for breath. She carefully hid the book she'd just been reading, her face flushed a vibrant red.
"Spike?!" she asked. "What's wrong?"
Spike took a deep breath. "Twilight, I have a very important question."
"Oh?"
"Why my pee pee hard?"
Twilight paused for a moment, trying to repackage the question. "What?"
"I'm serious, Twilight! This is a big issue!" Spike said. "I feel tingly in my bingly, and I have this insatiable urge to poke something! What do I do? You have to have a spell for this!"
"Spike, Spike!" Twilight said, wrapping a wing around her panicked pet. "I don't have a spell for that kind of thing. What you're dealing with is a common disease exclusive to males."
"Oh?"
"Yes," she said. "It's called an erection, and it's quickly becoming an epidemic."
"Wait, so how do we fix it?"
"I don't know," Twilight said. "I was just reading some interesting materials on the subject, and they had some old methods for curing it."
"Please, Twilight! My pee pee has been harder than an ionsdaleite diamond for more than four hours! I feel like it's going to explode!"
"Calm down!"
"No! Please! Fix my pee pee!"
Twilight slapped Spike across the face. If he wasn't a purple dinosaur, then there would be a bright red slap mark on his face. Twilight grabbed Spike by the shoulders and pushed him down to the ground, pinning him.
"Calm. Down!" she said. Her breathing had become ragged, and her body was rigid. "I know how to fix this, but I've never tried it on another person before. If you'll calm down, we can fix this."
Spike smiled up at her. "You're a very kind master, Twilight."
"Thank you!" she chirped.
With that, she bent down and started to nuzzle his neck. Spike gasped, taking in a hitched breath at the intimate contact. He could feel a deep burning sensation down lower in his body. Twilight continued to message his throat with her head, and the proximity of her horn to Spike's eyeballs sent thrills up his spine.
"I hope you're ready," she said, pulling her head back to make eye contact. "I've heard that the side effects of the cure can be... rather intense."
Spike gulped. "I'm ready when you are."
Twilight needed no further prodding. Her head made its way down his body, leaving licks and smooches all the way down his small, scaly stomach. Spike stared at her, his draconic eyes fixed on her tussled mane and bright, purple eyes.
"Twilight?"
"Shhh, Spike. Let me take care of you," Twilight said. "Like you've taken care of me. Every time I forgot to eat, you made me a sandwich." She moved her head a bit farther down. "Every time I've been beside myself, you've been there like a steady rock." She rubbed her muzzle on his groin, watching in fascination as his phallus shoved its way out of his sheathe. "And even though I never said thank you, I noticed."
"Twilight..."
"If I didn't say it then, I'll say it now; thank you."
With that, Twilight's mouth engulfed his rock-hard cock. Spike gasped and his claws grasped at nothing but thin air as his length filled her mouth. His body was literally shaking as he lost his virginity to Twilight's tongue.
"Oh Celestia's bouncing tits!" he shouted. "If this is curing a disease, then I should get sick more often!"
Twilight bobbed her head up and down, Spike's cock throbbing in her mouth as she continued to lather it in her viscous spit. His hips bucked up into her face, fucking her face with his hips.
"Oh yes!" she said, somehow remaining articulate with an entire dick repeatedly pounding away at her mouth. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes! Yes! YES! Yes!"
Not one to waste an opportunity, Twilight snaked a spare hoof down to her underused snatch and started rubbing. The hard tip of her hoof parted her mare folds, and the thick, steamy mare arousal that'd been making a fucking lake on the floor coated her hoof.
"Oh Spike!" she cried out, still with his phallus fucking her mouth. "Please don't stop! You're bringing me to orgasm!"
"What's an orgasm?" he said, simultaneously moaning and crying out her name and swearing like a sailor all at the same time. It was beautiful.
"Well, Spike," she said. "An orgasm is when a male shoots vanilla ice cream out of his mayo-spout. Mares get them too, even though their pee pee is a lot smaller and called a 'clitoris'."
"That's surprisingly informative!" Spike said. He thrust his hips up against and screamed her name in thirty seven languages. "I think I'm about to have one right now!"
"Yes! Cum inside of me!" Twilight shouted, the inner walls of her throat constricting around his dick to pull it in. "Cum inside of me, baby!"
"I'm not a baby anymore!" Spike shouted, shoving his dick in all the way to her deep throat before cumming. "Oh Twilight, I'm cumming!"
Thick strands of dragon mayo spurted into the back of her throat, the gooey shit filling up her throat and repeatedly strangling her. He kept it up for some time, pissing out four times his body weight in semen.
"Oh Spike!" she called out, her mouth still completely filled with his shaft. "That was wonderful."
"Thanks!" Spike said before pulling his chub out of her throat. It was already starting to soften by the time the tip left the front of her lips, and its length bent downwards, leaving a trail of semen up to her lips. "That was amazing!"
Twilight blushed. "I know I'm a really pretty pony princess with an amazing physique and thin, toned legs, but no stallion has ever complimented me like that in my life."
"Well I'm glad to be your first!" Spike said. "We should do this again sometime."
"Yeah!" Twilight beamed. She took out a pregnancy test and tested herself. "Oh no!"
"What is it, Twilight?"
"Spike...."
"Yes?"
"I'm pergnent!"
- FIN -