Finding His Way
Spike was in the Everfree Forest.
"Hey Zecora, how do I get a horn?" asked Spike.
"Stupid dragon, what you say?
No need horn, for you are gay," answered Zecora.
"Don't fucking talk to me like that," growled Spike. Sure he'd had a threesome with Big Mac and Discord once, but it wasn't like he especially enjoyed it or anything; anypony would like the feeling of a long dick filling up their asshole with warm white fluid.
Zecora scoffed at him.
"Sit down bitch, and learn your place,
I'll fuck you and cum on your face."
"FUCK YOU, ZECORA!" screamed Spike as he jumped on top of Zecora, bowling her over. He dug his claws into her shoulders, relishing in the cry of pain from her. "I didn't ask for your opinion, so shut up and help or else..." Spike looked around, smiling as the big black pot came into view. "You help me, or I spill all of this onto the ground. I'm sure the plants will appreciate it," he sneered, tipping some of its contents into the forest floor.
Zecora's eyes widened at the threat and she scrambled up.
"Oh shit, you win,
I do give in,
A horn you need,
Comes from a friend indeed."
Spike raised an eyebrow. "I need to cut off one of my friends horns?" he asked doubtfully, but to his surprise, Zecora nodded.
"Magic is within the horn,
Not because of unicorn."
"Oh, thanks Zecora!" Spike said, walking back over to the zebra, and she smiled weakly back at him. Suddenly, he turned around and thrust his tail into her unlubricated vagina, drawing a howl of pain and confusion from her.
"What have I done to wrong you, Spike!?
Your tail is sharper than a knife!"
Spike ignored her cries with a roll of his eyes. He wasn't getting any pleasure out of it, but Zecora needed to be taught a lesson. After a few more thrusts, her cries of pain were beginning to turn into cries of pleasure and lust. Right as she was about to cum, Spike removed his tail and listened to her pitiful begging for release. The sound of it bothered him so much that he pulled out a gun and shot her straight through the head, killing her instantly. "Thanks for the help, Zecora," he said as he stepped on her bloody corpse on his way out of the forest.
Spike casually walked into Carousel Boutique and up to the front desk. Rarity noticed him immediately and gave him a bright smile, and Spike knew he had made the right decision coming here. "Hi Rarity, are you busy right now?" he asked.
"I'm always busy," she said. He nearly ejaculated right then and there, but he kegeled and managed to hold it in, only spilling a few drops of semen on his feet. However, Rarity leaned over the counter, exposing her breasts as she whispered in his ear, "But I can always make time for you, Spikey-Wikey," she whispered in what he could only describe as perfectly sultry and deep. That was the last straw; Spike couldn't hold back any longer. He reached across the desk and grabbed Rarity by the pussy as she screeched indignantly. "What has gotten into you, Spike!?" she cried as he forced her to the floor and pulled out his penis.
"Nothing's gotten into me," he said as he lowered himself onto her. "But this guy," he waved his dick around in a helicopter motion, "is going inside you!" Spike thrust his cock inside Rarity's vagina, and to his surprise, it slid in quite easily. At first, he thought that the small conversation between the two of them might have been enough to turn Rarity on, but then he realized it was just from when he had nearly orgasmed on the floor when she whispered in his ear. Angered at the realization, he pounded her pussy harder than ever, feeling the pleasure as he filled her walls with his respectably sized cock. The cries of protest and the tears Rarity shed only served to turn him on more, and he didn't know how long he spent pounding into her sweet little pussy, tight as a filly's.
Spike didn't even feel his orgasm coming before he ejaculated inside of Rarity. He cried out as sheer pleasure overtook him and his vision turned white, and he couldn't tell if it was the intensity of his orgasm or cum in his eyes. When he finally managed to open them again, Rarity lay underneath him, her eyes empty and her body stiff. His semen had sprayed inside her pussy as well as onto her beautiful purple mane. "Oh uh, sorry Rarity! Guess I lost control there!" he said with an embarrassed chuckle. The unicorn's gaze flickered briefly to his face before returning to the ground. "Oh um, I was going to ask if I could have your horn."
Despite how she had been feeling moments before, Rarity leaped up and kicked Spike straight in his little purple pecker.
"OH FUCK THAT HURTS!" screamed Spike, holding his junk in his dragon hands.
"How dare you, Spike! I am reporting this to the Ponyville authorities!" Rarity cried. Spike scoffed at the threat; dragons didn't fear ponies. It was the other way around. Then, a cruel sort of smile played across Rarity's lips. "Not scared? Well just wait until I tell Twilight about this then," she snarled, walking as dignantly as somepony who had just been penetrated against her will could.
"No! Rarity, wait!" Spike cried. "Please don't tell Twilight!" If Twilight found out what he had done, she would sentence him to anal penetration for the rest of eternity. He threw himself to the floor and grabbed onto one of her hooves.
"Do NOT try to stop me!" screeched Rarity, pulling her hoof from his grasp. Spike didn't know what else to do, so he pulled out his gun and shot her through the head. He had perfect aim, and Rarity didn't feel a single thing before she died the instant the bullet pierced her brain.
"I'm sorry, Rarity, he whispered in her ears, catching her as she fell. Then, he cut off her horn with a saw and sewed it on his head. To his surprise, Zecora wasn't lying when she said that a unicorn's magic came from the horn, rather than the unicorn itself. He could feel the magic filling him up like electricity running through his body. Unfortunately, Zecora hadn't told him the whole truth because his immune system began to attack the horn, which fought back and Spike suffered a horrible heart attack