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Ponyville Gym, the local gym where those around would work out. It was a very hot summer day as ponies were in shorts and sports tops, some in just shorts, and others walking around in bikinis. Despite the heavy heat of the outside of Celestia’s sun, anyone would rather look for something to do rather than staying at home all day. For a certain female gryphon, this was her reason for being here.
Gilda Le Grande, the bombshell Amazonian of a gryphoness who was currently trying to work out to vent her rather pent-up frustration. As the sunlight poured through the freshly polished windows, it spilled over her massive figure. Glistening with sweat, the seven and a half foot Gryphon could have easily been mistaken for a powerful warrior. Her frame bulged with muscle that seemed to have been carved by the finest artisans in the land, biceps large enough to rival her melon-sized breasts, thighs thick enough to split stone with a single squeeze, and a perfectly toned set of abs, a river of sweat coursing between them. With a hefty breath, she pumped the set of dumbbells in her grip, her triceps screaming in agony as she held them up behind her. Hunched over, she could nearly see her own reflection in the pool of sweat that came off of her, though not all of it had been from her intensive routine. Growling, she slowly came out of her stance and slammed the hundred-pound weights on the racks before taking a seat on the pec deck. Staring herself in the mirror, she caught a sight of herself, the white crop top and black shorts she had on completely drenched through, though one spot in her shorts was leaking a bit more than the rest. It didn’t help that, while looking in the mirror, she caught a glimpse of a pair of stallions wiping themselves off, exposing themselves to the entire gym.
“Why do stallions nowadays look even more meaty than before?” she groaned to herself.
Estrus, the time of year when a female releases a strong scent when in their mating cycle. Most either wit for a perfect time when with their lovers or just wanting stress relief. Others try their best to hide it or ignore it entirely. Gilda was the one currently in that camp as she was at the Local Ponyville Gym trying to work out to ignore the current burning sensation that she was feeling between her legs. But given the number of stallions and mares doing their own routines, that was going to be quite the chore for her.
As she watched them, she noticed her talons creeping closer to her groin, an instinct she chastised herself for by grabbing the pec deck’s handles and pumping them. She found them light, as the last one to use it left it on only sixty pounds, but she just needed to keep her hands distracted. While looking at the weight, however, she caught a glimpse into the mirror, where she saw a mare and stallion smiling at each other, the mare’s hand rubbing along the curvature of the stallion’s well-toned abs. Further down the hand went, until-
Gilda slammed the weights back and nearly ran for her locker. She couldn’t take it anymore, and if she had to watch another couple getting it on, she’d probably lose control of herself in one of two ways. Either she’d beat them to a pulp for torturing her with yet another reminder that she didn’t have a mate, or she’d just start flicking it and probably end up arrested for public indecency. No matter what happened, though, she knew it wouldn’t be worth it. Hurrying around the other ponies there, she went right for the door. Just as it swung open, however, she slipped on a patch of sweat, tumbling forward just as someone else was stepping inside with a heavy thud, the two of them went down, Gilda landing right on top of the unfortunate victim.
“Uh, hey Gilda,” a male voice called out as she collected herself. Looking down she found a rather flustered dragon who was looking up at her with both confusion and nervousness given the situation. She recognized the voice that changed over the years as a familiar dragon was below her.
“Um Gilda, are you okay?” A female voice called out above her, and she looked up to see another familiar Gryphoness in front of her as well.
‘Oh crap…’ Gilda thought to herself.
-Five Minutes Ago-
A pair of non-ponies were walking through Ponyville, minding their own business as they were on their way to the local gym in town. One of which was hugging the other in a rather loving manner.
The pair consisted of a rather odd couple, a drake and a gryphon hen. The drake in question sported a finely tuned build, lean with powerful muscles beneath his purple scaled hide. Green spines stuck out through his white t-shirt, with fresh holes cut for his newly grown wings. The gryphoness wrapping herself around him sported an arctic blue tinted gray coat, her gold talons clinging tightly to him. She sported a modest set of yellow shorts and a yellow long-sleeved shirt.
“Thanks again for taking care of my little problem Spike,” she said with a smile on her face as she hugged him close. “I really needed it.”
“Hehe… yeah, I’m glad I could help Gabby,” Spike chuckled rather nervously, feeling her soft chest against his arm. “And with the way you showed up in my bedroom after crashing showed you needed it.”
“But you don’t seem fully satisfied yet,” she teased, glancing down between his legs. Spike could only blush in response as she glanced at his semi hard boner that was bulging slightly in his shorts. Both of them were dating for about six weeks now and Spike was just getting to know her better. Funny how being pen pals led to them being lovers in just a few weeks. It also didn’t help that his left arm was currently trapped within her soft and supple bosom right now. Especially with how different a Gryphon’s heat cycle was compared to ponies. Thankfully, her heat had simmered down quite a bit in part thanks to Spike’s efforts and Zecora’s potions, the latter of whom had made an absolute killing in the market due to heat season. However, glancing at the bulge in Spike’s shorts, she knew that even if she was satisfied, he still had plenty of love to give. Though she’d love to help him, she’d ended up quite sore and chaffed from their last few dozen cuddles together, and she needed a break. Something to distract the drake from his wanton desire.
Spike being a dragon, their mating cycles are very different from Ponies. For ponies, the females undergo the more drastic changes in heat, their bodies accommodating themselves for potential mates and hopefully pregnancy while producing pheromones to attract others, all the males have to do is smell it and stick it in. For Dragons, however, the females’ bodies begin to slow down, easing them into a more docile state to conserve energy for the task of making the actual eggs. The males, however, upon smelling the scent of an awaiting female, become far more ferocious. Their libido spikes massively, allowing them to go from one to two sessions a day to nearly six sessions in an hour, with a refractory period of only a few minutes. On top of that, they become far more territorial, eager to lay their claim to mates and protect them from others, a trait that became essential for the long-term survivability for the species.
“So, why’d you want to go with me to the gym anyway?” Spike asked.
“I wanted to try and become more limber,” she added with a smile. “Our ‘sessions’ have gotten a lot more intense lately.”
“You told me not to hold back last time,” Spike added in a nervous tone.
“I know, but I at least want to not pass out from when our sessions take place,” she added with a smile. “Plus, I also want to show off a new swimsuit for later when we go to the beach.”
Spike’s face lit up, thinking of seeing his girlfriend in a bikini. She was hiding how she looked underneath her gym clothes, but he had a hunch that told him she still had it. While her clothes were conservative, he knew that she loved the innocent facade just to do something dirty while no one was looking. He thought back to when she first showed off her bikini in Manehatten to him, just as they were getting back to their room. Her bent over, her shorts falling down to reveal her supple gray backside with a thin piece of fabric covering her moist modesty would forever be burned into his gaze. Shaking himself from his thoughts, he wanted to try and get his mind off of things. As he was about to open the door, it suddenly flung open and a brown blur tackled him to the floor, surprising both him and Gabby.
-Present-
“Uh…hey Gilda,” Spike said, rather stunned and flustered since he was face to face with Gilda’s rather supple bosom.
Gilda’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt his breath slide across her cleavage. It was a pleasant sensation, one that made her shiver a bit in delight. Clenching her claws, she cursed her body’s reaction, trying not to leak all over the drake. From his position, Spike was fighting desperately to not pop a boner, though the clear scent of lustful heat rolling through Gilda’s fur wasn’t making it easy. The sheer difference in size and bulk between them was definitely a turn-on for the dragon and having all of that pressing down on him sent ripples across his scales.
“Um, Gilda, are you okay?” Gabby asked, getting her attention.
Standing up, Gilda’s shaky knees let her up as she offered a clawed hand to Spike, pulling him up with ease.
“Yeah, well watch where you’re going, dweeb.”
“Right, sorry about that,” Spike said.
“Oh my GOSH!” Gabby said, jumping between the two. “Gilda! I didn’t know you’d be in Ponyville! What brings you here!?”
“Ugh, I came to visit dicks- DASH! Rainbow Dash! Yeah, she invited me down, but apparently forgot about some stupid show or something.”
“Right, she went on tour with the Wonderbolts a few days ago,” Spike said.
“Yeah, whatever. Left me her keys and asked to take care of her place until she got back, said then we’d eat out- HANG OUT! That we’d hang out!”
As Spike questioned her choice of words, Gabby took stock of Gilda’s appearance. The way her knees bent, the ruffling of her wings, the feathers on her neck and head standing up the way they were, and her tail curling around her leg set gears spinning at full speed. She was clearly in heat and was very poorly hiding her lust.
“Well, makes sense. Gabby and I just got back from a convention, and I think we had a little too much junk while out, so she thought it’d be a good idea to work some of it off.”
Spike’s eyes jittered between Gilda’s face and the soaked attire she was in. Her pants clung tightly to her thighs and hips, and he swore that if he squinted a bit, he’d be able to see her nipples completely poke through. His tail swatted at the floor with a crack, something that made Gabby jump. She’d seen the same motions when Spike was about to pounce her in the bedroom, and soon, an idea clicked in her head. A devious plan formed while she turned to Spike.
“Say, Spikey! Why don’t you go ahead and start some reps while I chat up with Gilda about some stuff? I have some important Gryphonstone stuff to talk to her about!” she said.
“Alright, sure,” he said, kissing her as he walked past.
Once the drake was out of earshot, Gabby quickly grabbed Gilda’s wrists and pulled her in to whisper.
“You’re in such a bad heat right now!”
“Yeah, no fucking shit!” Gilda cursed, whispering in anger.
Ponies often romanticized the idea of heat season, making it seem like a bout of passion blooming between lovers. That heat was a gentle sensation that rolled over a mare’s body while emitting a pleasant aroma that made stallions swoon. For Gryphons, however, it was a month of sheer, absolute torture. Her body constantly shook in pain while her privates boiled in her pants, having to constantly change her pads and panties every few hours to avoid making a mess of herself. The urges were never satisfied, and if whatever fake toy she used didn’t have the right proportions, a smooth enough finish or fill her the right way, it’d spark up the anger in her until she’d throw the thing out. Sleepless nights coated in sweat with musk thicker than a sauna, a burning itch that couldn’t be satisfied, and a bunch of horny ponies surrounding her reminding Gilda of her constant failure to attract a mate made heat season the most unbearable time to be alive.
“How long have you been going on like this Gilda?” Gabby asked.
“Two fucking weeks right now,” she groaned in frustration. “The only reason why I came here was to try and blow off some steam, but I can’t even fucking do that. I’m close to my breaking point.”
“I’m surprised you haven’t jumped anyone yet,” Gabby added. “Gilda, we need to get you out of he-!” Gabby tried to take her outside, only for her to stumble a bit after Spike left. She barely was able to get her footing back as she tried to keep her balance.
“What’s wrong with you?” She asked.
“Hehe, sorry,” she said with a nervous smile while her cheeks turned pink. “I just came off of ‘my sessions’ with Spike and I came here to try and work out some of the pain.”
“Pffft, wow, way to fucking rub it in,” Gilda said, growling. “Feel like a hen burning to death watching another hen drown. I’m leaving, so-”
As Gilda tried to walk past the smaller Gryphon, Gabby’s claws shot out and grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her close as she whispered.
“Listen, you need to help me and I’m sure that this will really help you too!”
“Look, I’m not gonna sit back and watch you two get it on if you’re asking that, alright? I’ve had to deal with enough voyeurs today and I’m about to-”
“No, not watch! I mean, well… you know, tag in?”
Gilda looked at her confused before blinking and widening her eyes.
“Wait… wait, no, don’t fuck with me like that.”
“I’m not the one that’s going to be fucking with you!” Gabby said, winking.
“Are you serious!? With the dragon!?”
“Gilda, please!” Gabby begged, nearly falling to her knees. “I can hardly stand up at this point and the whole town’s still drowning in pheromones out there! Every time someone cracks open a window, he jumps me like it’s fucking Armageddon! He made a nest of blankets and broken furniture in our hotel room, and they had to call in Twilight to evict us and ship us back here! I love him to pieces, but I can only handle so much dragon loving at a time! For the love of Gryphonstone and the old Kings, please fuck Spike so I can take a break for at least one day!”
Gilda blinked as she looked over at the drake. He sat on the bench press, hefting a 500lb rack overhead with ease. The feat was impressive, but he was clearly focusing elsewhere, specifically the mares that were heading towards the locker room, drenched in sweat and reeking of arousal. She saw his long, nubile tongue lather his scaled lips as he darted his gaze between every mare there, until they landed on her. Never before in her life had she felt the cold shiver of instinctual fear shoot up her spine, but when those emerald eyes locked onto her, nature kicked in. The thought flooded her heat-driven mind to images of being fucked ferociously by the drake, and in that moment, she turned to Gabby.
“You have a fucking deal!” she told her with a smile.
“Thanks, I owe you one for this Gilda,” Gabby said with a smile.
Spike was busy lifting his 500lbs that he put on the rack as he was lying on the back of the bench. As he was working out, he began to look around to see the group of scantily clad mares and stallions that were either working out, or some were teasing each other for a little fun. Some mares even went to the locker room with a couple of stallions to ‘have some fun’ before going back to their routines. During that time, he glanced back at Gabby and Gilda and wondered what exactly they were talking about. He wondered if she was talking with Gilda about all of their sessions that they had whenever he smells a mare in heat. The last thing he remembered was going berserk and pouncing Gabby just as she got out of the shower. He felt pretty embarrassed at the fact of that hotel room that they nearly tore up and how he got his ear chewed off by Twilight for causing some property damage in one of Manehattan’s hotels when he was enjoying a vacation with Gabby. Despite his eyes wandering, he truly loved Gabby, but he feels that he needs to get his hormones under control. Just as suddenly, Gilda turned around to glance at him for a few moments and he flinched, going back to lifting weights. He wanted to focus on something else until his view was blocked by a large shadow.
“Hey Dweeb, need a spotter?” Said Gilda as she was directly over Spike whose face was already red. It also didn’t help that her shirt was still see through allowing her to see her impressive under cleavage. Getting flustered, he almost dropped the barbell he was using to lift his weights. If not for Gilda picking up the Barbell, and holding it for him for a bit.
“G-Gilda, what’re you doing?” he asked her in a panic.
“I was just asking if you wanted a spotter, dweeb,” she told him in annoyance. “You almost went and hurt yourself. What, you got cold feet?”
“Sorry, I was trying to work out to take my mind off things,” he told her.
“Whatever, anyways, you want a spotter or not?” she asked again, trying to hide her annoyed tone.
“Sure, go ahead,” he told her as he got back to lifting his weights. Spike continued to lift the Bar with the 500lbs weights, but he felt himself getting more distracted with Gilda standing over him. He glanced up at Gilda’s chest again, only this time he noticed that she wasn’t even wearing a bra. With a complete view inside her shirt, he could see her sweat soaked tits and her hardened nipples poking through the fabric. His face got redder as the scent of her musk was starting to hit him. He felt his urges starting to get the better of him as his eyes have gone slit again.
“Hmm? Oh, see something you like?” she said, smirking.
“Oh! Oh, sorry! I-I didn’t mean to look, it’s just that-”
“Yeah, I know, I really reek, don’t I?” she said, grabbing the hem of her shirt. “Guess I must be pretty ripe, huh?”
She started waving her shirt’s edge around, flashing her underboobs at him while wafting a fresh scent of musk and desire right down his snout. He nearly buckled under the weight he was holding up, caught off guard by the sudden display.
“Tell you what, little guy,” she said in a low hush, “finish this rep and you, your girlfriend and I can all go hit the showers. And I’m awfully sore, having to work out all by myself. I might need some dragon’s help to reach some… intimate spots.”
The bar screeched as Spike’s grip crushed the metal in an instant, the dragon shooting upright and grabbing his towel.
“Whoo, yeah, definitely tired! Yep! Time for some showers!” he said, waddling to hide his growing erection. Gilda smirked seeing him like this as she glanced back at Gabby who gave her an “a-okay” gesture while giving her a wink. Gilda soon followed after him and Gabby let out a sigh.
“I just hope that Spike doesn’t rut her into a coma,” she said to herself as she walked over to her Yoga mat to try and limber up after the constant ‘sessions’ that she had with Spike.
Gilda checked inside the locker room, finding the empty room to be of a substantial size. A set of twenty metal lockers sat on the far side of the wall, with a row of three benches taking up the space between the door and the showers. The tiled area had a half dozen shower heads and as many knobs with settings for temperature, with no walls or curtains to hide anything from view. Grunting, she eyed the other side of the door, where she found a sign-in sheet for sessions related to heat season, and a sign to hang on the handle for occupying the room. As Spike rushed past her, she smirked and put up the sign, locking it behind her.
As she closed the door, Spike fiddled with the shower knob, blasting himself with cold water. As the icy liquid poured over him, he yelped and shivered, trying to keep himself under control. He heard of mares getting bold to try and get a mate for them, but he didn’t expect someone like Gilda to do something like that. She saw his clothes were hurriedly tossed to the floor and with a smirk, she decided to join him. Stripping out of her shorts and drenched shirt, she tossed them to the side and walked into the room. Spike was still trying to let the cold water calm him down as he didn’t notice Gilda sneaking up behind him. As Spike was letting the water wash over him, he looked down at his raging erection and saw that it was standing in attention, and it hadn't gone down even after being blasted with cold water.
“Didn’t think my run in with Gilda would lead to this,” he said to himself as he let the water drip down onto his body. He wanted to reach for the bar of soap, but as he did so, his hand groped something that was fleshy, but at the same time covered in feathers. He instinctively squeezed it without thinking what it was, but heard a low growl that was more arousal than it was threatening.
“You really are a daring dragon, aren’t you?” Gilda said as Spike’s face lit up realizing what he was touching. Or rather who he was groping. Spike looked to the direction he was groping and he spotted a very naked Gilda in front of him. She was blushing, but she was enjoying the flustered face of Spike as he was processing what he was doing. Before he could even say or do anything, he is suddenly pressed against the wall, rather aggressively and Gilda presses herself against him. Then while using her lion tail, she turned the hot water on to help them warm up for what was going to happen next. “Wanna see how daring I can get?”
“What’re you doing?” he asked in confusion. “I’m with Gabby already for Celestia’s sake.”
“Guess you were so busy letting your eyes wander that you missed our conversation earlier, dweeb,” she told him as her hand darted between his legs. Spike flinched, feeling her claws stroking his already hardened length, trying to get a feel of what Gabby would experience with him. She could feel how big he was and guessed that he had to be at least 13 inches if he was this hard. She smirked as her eyes glared into his.
“Wh-what conversation?” he stuttered out, trying to hold back his moans.
“I’m in heat dumbass, and my body’s been screaming at me to get relief,” she growled, gripping his cock on her clawed hand. “So, when Gabby told me about you jumping her when you catch a scent of pheromones, she wanted me to tag in and have her take a bit of a break. You’re mine now until I’m satisfied, got it?”
Spike’s mouth opened to form words, but it only proved to be an invitation for the Gryphon’s tongue as she surged forward. Her beak slammed against his lips, leaving Spike stunned at how forceful she was being, all while she was stroking his length. Gilda was much larger than Gabby, and her strength was something else as she fully had him pinned against the wall, as the water from the shower washed over them. Spike could feel her tongue traversing every crevice of his mouth, making him slowly stop flailing around and relax for a bit as she was forcing her dominance onto her prey.
Gilda didn’t show it, but internally, she was thinking that Spike would be putty in her hands with how easily she got him flustered with a kiss alone. But she was eager to get her heat under control, but she wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible. She could taste fresh strawberries and cream donuts from his tongue as she pressed her now soaked body against him further and her hands traveled down further to cup a feel for his balls. She was surprised at how big they were and could easily tell that they were the size of large oranges. She could only wonder how much he had in store as she heard of how ‘productive’ dragons can really be. After another 30 seconds of kissing, she pulls away from him creating a small bridge of saliva between them.
“Hehe, not even into the foreplay and you’re already dazed from a kiss,” she teased, cupping and massaging his balls. “Makes me wonder how long before you break under me.”
She then wrapped her arms around him and using the momentum forced him onto the floor, her weight pressing into his body further, her fur and feathers soaked from the water drenching their bodies. Gilda smirk seeing the panting face of Spike as she began to grind her hips against his now rock-hard length. She was eager to feel how big he would be inside of her, but she wanted to see what he was capable of before she enjoyed her fill. Lifting herself off of Spike, she gives him a knowing smirk.
“Given how impressed you were with my tongue work, I want to feel how good your tongue is in me,” she followed up by opening her legs as she sat on top of him. “So, I want you to put that tongue of yours to work.”
Spike could see her soaked pussy, and the heat radiating from it, making his senses being clouded for a bit. It reminded him a bit of when he and Gabby first had sex and how he lost himself when he railed her silly. Before he had a chance to say anything though, she grabbed the back of his head and forced his face into her soaked pussy. Spike felt himself jerked forward as his face met with Gilda’s pussy. Not wanting to anger her, he slowly opened his mouth and could taste the mix of lime with cherries.
“F-fuck…you really know how to please a girl huh?” she moaned, feeling Spike’s serpentine like tongue entering her pussy, twirling around and dancing around her sweet and sour insides. Gilda could only moan as she kept his head in place and began to grope her large and soft bosom. She was amazed at how deep his tongue was reaching into her pussy and it showed that he had experience with how he was using his tongue in her pussy.
Meanwhile, Spike was going to town on her pussy, wanting to make sure she was feeling as much pleasure as possible. He wasn’t sure what Gilda was gonna do if he said no after hearing from Rainbow Dash himself how aggressive Gryphons can get. Gabby was like a docile dove, eager to try and please her mate before cutting loose with him. But when it came to gryphons like Gilda, she was like a lioness lurking in the shadows waiting to pounce on her potential prey. She wanted to go rough from start to finish eager to satisfy her growing needs. He was glad that he had such thick scales as he could hear the souls of her talons scraping against them to keep him from pulling away. She wanted to really feel his tongue going as deep as it could as her feral pants nearly echoed through the room. As she continued to enjoy Spike’s tongue, Spike was feeling a mental block being broken down by him. The scent from Gilda was driving him wild and being so close to her cunt, was driving him mad, but he was holding himself back to keep from going berserk. He wouldn’t have much of a chance for the next part as Gilda grabbed his head forcefully, as she rubbed her crotch against his face, being rougher than normal. He knew where this was going as Gilda was panting madly, feeling pressure in her loins as she was eager for her release.
“Hope you’re thirsty dweeb,” she taunted as she continued to use his mouth for her pleasure. After another ten seconds, she let out a squawk as she pressed her crotch into his face as her juices flooded out her pussy. She moaned out and Spike moaned, as he felt her flooding juices hit his tongue, and he savored her sweet and sour taste. By the time she was done, she panted and looked down at Spike with a smirk on her face.
“Not bad, runt,” she taunted as she got off of him. “You ate me out like you were having a feast, but don’t think that I’m done with you yet.”
“Uhh, thanks,” Spike said with a nervous smile, but he suddenly felt his arms grabbed in her claws and he let out a yelp as he’s hoisted into the air by the larger gryphoness. He suddenly felt his back slammed into the wall as she pressed her body against him. He groaned from the earlier impact, but the softness and firmness of her tits, was enticing to him. He was about a foot off the ground as he stared into her predatory eyes, making his boner harder than normal.
‘Is this what a fear boner is?’ Spike thought to himself, feeling Spike junior twitching madly down below.
“Alright dweeb, I’m pretty sore and more importantly, I’m thirsty as Tartarus. Now, be a good little helper drake and just relax, and let me get my drink. I’m thinking I need this protein shake,” she said as she let go of him, letting the dragon fall to the floor on his ass. Gilda then knelt down to his raging 13-inch dragon dick that was still twitching madly.
’Holy crap, Gabby took this for days!? Grif’s got endurance, no doubt about that,’ Gilda thought as she faced the beast head on.
Her fingers wrapped around the pulsing flesh, the fiery warmth of his draconic body surging through her grip as she ran down his shaft. Her claws teased the rough ridges and bumps that dotted his perfectly sculpted cock. Gilda’s tongue met her beak as she fantasized about how they’d feel rubbing along her insides. But she was eager for a taste and wanted to see how long the young drake would last underneath her.
“Okay dweeb, I like what you have here, but I want to see how long you can last,” she taunted, pressing her large melons against his crotch. Spike let out a grunt as he felt his back hitting the floor with Gilda on top of him. The first 3 inches of his dick tip was sticking out between her soft melons, and she enjoyed the look on Spike's face. She always enjoyed watching her ‘prey’ squirm around before she dived in for the main course.
“Feels good doesn’t it, runt?” she teased, using her large chest to massage the base of his cock and taking the remainder of his cock in her beak. The pointed barbs of his tip didn’t hurt her, but she was eager to get a taste of the beast that was in front of her. She bobbed her head up and down on the first five inches of his cock while using her boobs to rub the behemoth that was underneath the rest. Meanwhile, Spike felt like he was in heaven. Her breasts were a lot firmer compared to her lover Gabby, but still held a bit of softness as her boobs squeezed and massaged his ever-raging erection between his legs.
“G-Gilda…” he panted as he felt his cock throbbing madly, dribbles of precum leaking from his pointed tip. Gilda loved this expression that he was showing, she would love enjoying teasing males like this and it got her thinking about how much she’d be able to make him beg for more. She’d followed up by licking his pointed tip again, and swaying her breasts wanting to get an eager reaction from him. She wanted to know that she had power over him. She wanted him to know that she was in control.
“Hey runt,” she called out as she got bored with her position. Spike was confused by what was going on as he was lost in his own little world, not realizing that Gilda stopped.
“G-Gilda…fuck…” he groaned. He could feel pressure in his ball building up, but he didn’t get a chance to speak as Gilda smiled as she got up and stood over him. He was confused at first, until he felt his legs gripped by her arms. He felt his waist lifted up and Gilda was eager to feel his big rod inside of her pussy. “Wh-what’re you doing?”
“Wanted to switch things up a bit,” she said as she gave him a lustful smirk as she didn’t even give him a warning either. With a single slam, she brought her hips down against his pelvis and let out a throaty moan, feeling his cock kissing her womb in one thrust. Spike grunted, feeling how tight she was compared to Gabby. It felt like it was trying to squeeze the life out of him, showing who was in control.
“Damn, how do I not have this thing inside of me all the way yet?” she taunted as she looked down to see the bulge in her stomach.
Already, she could feel the tenderness of her innards give way to the dragon’s dick, his tense heartbeat pulsing through her folds. She’d taken many a cock in her time, especially back during Flight School when she hung out with Dash back in the day. Back then, she was impressed by the size pony stallions had to offer over those of Gryphons, but they didn’t hold a candle to what was fucking her now. The sheer warmth alone was something to behold, the blood coursing through his member akin to lava, the small dribbles of pre feeling as though they’d melt right through her. Already the pain of her aching heat was numb when met with the roaring inferno that Spike’s cock held. As she rode him, she cooed and chirped at the little bumps and ridges that decorated his dong, the combination of all the little bits adding up to an unbearable wave of pleasure rolling through her. No dildo Dash had compared to the actual thing, and she could see why Gabby could get addicted to this kind of thing.
What ached for weeks was already quelling, Gilda’s burning need fading away as she lost herself in the embrace of the dragon. Too much, in fact, as before she even realized it, her climax was already rolling over her.
“F-fuck! I’m cumming already!?” she said.
Her hips shivered with delight as her cum showered his pelvis, coating his scales with a healthy coating of female satisfaction. Panting, she quaked while gazing down at the floor, sweat rolling down her breasts and onto the tiles below. It winds up getting a reaction from Spike as well as the squeezing of his dick inside of Gilda’s pussy, would trigger his own orgasm as Spike let out a grunt, then a moan as his cock flared inside of her pussy. Much to Gilda's surprise, he immediately filled her to the brim, but he was still cumming as her stomach started to expand, about halfway to the size of a basketball. Her pussy was still squeezing onto his cock, eager to milk the dragon for all that he was offering.
“F-fuck…” she moaned out, feeling his thick loads flooding and painting her insides white. She grinds her hips against his pelvis, feeling his cock pulse and throb for what felt like hours. But it was only twenty seconds as Spike was left panting, and Gilda finally got off of Spike, his cock pulling out of her pussy with a loud pop. She sat on the wet floor of the shower room, and looked down at her stomach to see the amount of semen that he filled her with.
“Man, no wonder Gabby likes you a lot, but I don’t know what she was so worried about when she told me you go nuts,” she teased, turning away from Spike as she pressed down onto her now bloated stomach, to force all of the semen out of her. As she pushed down, the semen that Spike deposited flooded out of her like a waterfall, feeling the effects of her heat starting to relax after the pain that she endured of not having a mate for so long. But as she was focused on relieving herself of all that pressure, she didn’t pay attention to Spike who was having a reaction of his own. He glanced back at Gilda and watched all of the semen that he deposited into her from the sudden clamping on his cock, and her ass was directly facing him. Before he knew it, he felt his heart beating faster and faster as her scent crossed his nose once again. A purple aura surrounded him as he stood up with a sinister grin.
A low growl rang through the room, and looking back at the drake, Gilda’s eyes widened. His cock was still upright, now pulsing violently. With each heartbeat that pulsed through it, it grew in size, first an inch, then two more, until it added seven whole inches. Smoke rose from the dragon’s hide as black fumes poured from his nostrils, Spike’s irises glowing a tense green as he locked onto her. A primal roar saw his body spew a wave of fire pouring out of his scales only for a split second. Once the emerald flash had subsided, Spike stood much taller and bulkier than before. Whereas Gilda had a good head over him, now he had an inch or two above her. His pecs had expanded to the size of meaty pillows, and his shoulders easily eclipsed her head. A powerful smack from his tail cracked the tile, and the beast licked his scaly lips as he narrowed his gaze on Gilda. Seeing the towering beast standing over her she could only utter one word.
“Fuck….”
Gabby was still busy with her yoga routine as she was stretching her limbs thinking about Spike and Gilda. She lets out a sigh and relaxes after her routine and looks back at the shower room.
‘Why do I feel like I forgot to tell Gilda something important?’ she said to herself as she got into a new position that was actually pretty popular recently. With her face down by her arms, her hindquarters raised into the air, her legs spread far out to either side as she eased into the position.
“Whoa, now that’s a view,” a passing stallion remarked, getting the gryphonesses attention. “So little birdie, you flock here often?”
“Oh, not really, just whenever my boyfriend wants to bring me here! Have you met him? He’s a dragon named Spike!”
“Oh, my bad! Didn’t know you were Spike’s fillyfriend,” the pegasus said. “So, what brings you here?”
“Well, it was heat week and everything so Spike, and I got a weeeee bit rough,” she said, holding a finger and thumb close. “After he was finished, I ended up being sore and thought some yoga might help. I heard this position’s all the rage right now!”
“Wow, sounds like it was intense. Bet you’re glad that’s over.”
“Oh, fun fact! Dragons’ heat cycles can actually trigger multiple times! I actually was… supposed to warn Gilda before Spike could… uh oh.”
“He’s in the locker room with that giant Gryphon gal that’s been here all day? Good luck to him, she looked like she could probably fold me like an omelet if I came too soon.”
“Hmm… well, maybe she’ll be alright. I mean, we spent days together with him like that, how bad could it be?”
Gilda wasn’t sure what to think of this now that Spike has gotten bigger in every possible way. Before she even had a chance to react, Gilda was lifted into the air by her throat, by a now hung and muscular Spike who glared at her with lustful eyes.
“The fuck you damned lizard?” she yelled as she began to thrash about to try and get free from Spike’s meaty claws. “If you don’t fucking put me down, I’m gonna-Mfph!” She immediately gets cut off as Spike’s maw slams against her beak, his tongue immediately invading her mouth. Gilda immediately began to thrash around again, but Spike had a firm grip on her neck to keep her from running away. When she tried to use her legs to kick him off, Spike’s tail immediately shot out to grab one of her legs while his right arm grabbed the other as he still had her gripped and she had no way of escaping. She tried to push him off, but his new strength and her talons were not able to sink into his flesh because of his scales, she was at his absolute mercy as his now elongated tongue beat her into submission. Her struggles grew weaker and weaker as she was struggling to breathe from the monster’s kiss alone. She was about to go limp until Spike broke the kiss, allowing her to finally breathe in air, trying to comprehend the situation that she was in.
“Wh…what the fuck…” she panted trying to understand why he grew to a bestial size, especially his now engorged cock that was pulsating menacingly. She suddenly felt herself turned around and roughly forced against the wall.
“Hey, what the fuck you asshole?” she yelled in annoyance. She suddenly felt something long and hard slap against her ass. She was able to sneak a glance and was horrified by Spike’s cock as it was now much bigger as were his balls.
‘Oh crap, he’ll fucking destroy me if he sticks that monster in me,’ she thought in shock, but her body was betraying her thoughts as her secretions started to form again from her pheromones reacting to the presence of such a strong mate near her. Spike got a dark smirk as he started grinding his massive length between her butt cheeks and Gilda could only whimper feeling the monster slowly teasing her. Only Spike in this state wasn’t the teasing type.
“Sp-spike, maybe you should slow down and-!” Gilda immediately felt Spike’s pointed tip trying to enter her pussy again. Before she could protest for him not to rush in, Spike immediately plugged her pussy with his monstrous length, making her squawk in shock and pleasure. Her body gained an immediate reaction as from the force and size alone, instantly made her cum again, her juices trailing down her legs and onto Spike’s pelvis. She threw her head back and her eyes rolled to the back of her head from the shock of her sudden orgasm. What was also surprising was the much larger bulge from before, bulging out her abs and making them nonexistent. She already felt her womb give way to the behemoth, and there was no going back after this.
“Spike…WANT!!” he growled as he started to thrust in and out of Gilda.
There were few things that Gilda would have considered something she’d regret. Her blowing up at Rainbow Dash when she came to Ponyville, the time she got caught trying to steal from the Flight school’s vending machine and nearly broke her arm off in the door were a few of those. This moment now, however, was one that would stay with her for a while, bordering a fine line between regret and being a completely worthwhile endeavor.
The beast’s fervor was intense, relentless in his assault on Gilda’s cunt, the heat and added length driving into her core like an expertly crafted drill. The pain was beginning to subside, and on the other side came years of unsatisfied heat cycles finally feeling reprieve. Her eyes rolled back hard, her tongue leaving her beak as her wings beat fruitlessly against the broad, scaly chest behind her. It was the first time in her life that she’d absolutely been taken aback by her partner, the first partner she’d had since her experimental phase with Dash that took the reins from her. Unable to take control, and unwilling to stop the dragon, she just let him go wild with her as she relished the unbridled pleasure.
Spike wasn’t showing any mercy as he slams his hips forwards, his feral grunts and her carnal screams echoing through the room as her pussy was being molded into the shape of Spike’s destructive dick. The wet squelches of her pussy were loud, and Gilda’s moan only grew in volume, despite the room being sound proofed from the outside. Trying to control a dragon was her first mistake. It was as if trying to contain a wild animal and she learned that the hard way. Spike was breathing puffs of smoke with each thrust as he grabbed her soft cheeks and began to increase his speed. His feral grunts increase in volume, and Gilda is lost in pleasure. She could feel Spike’s claws digging into her supple flesh as she could feel his cock reaching into the deepest parts of her insides, churning her stomach inside out. It was the way his claws dug into her ass that got her attention. She suddenly felt a lump that was at the base of his dick, and she realized what it was. But with how hard he was thrusting into her, she couldn’t protest let alone speak up. Spike knot has now swelled up and with another thrust, he hilted himself deep within her, and he let out a primal roar.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!” Gilda shrieked, as she felt Spike's intense orgasm. He came with such a force, that her stomach immediately expanded to the size of a basketball. She felt the force of it as if it were a punch to the gut, but not in a painful way. Gilda wouldn’t have time to register what was happening, as she felt another powerful wave of semen expanding her stomach again. Increasing her stomach in size further. Again and again, Spike came, his cock acting as if it were a fire hose, painting her insides white with his dragon spunk. Gilda looked as if she was about to pass out as Spike showed no signs of slowing down, but she suddenly felt Spike trying to pull her off of his dick. With another grunt, she felt him pull out of her and stroking his length, he practically painted half of the room and Gilda with his spunk. As that happened, the semen that was stuffed in Gilda’s cunt began to pool out of her cunt, making a large puddle onto the floor. She was panting, trying to catch her breath, as Spike was finally able to relax his orgasm.
“F…f…fuck…” she barely managed to say. She could barely feel her legs as she turned around to see the state her legs were in. she barely mustered the strength to turn onto her back as that’s what was mostly painted in Spike’s semen, and she could still feel the intensity of being fucked by Spike. As the semen made a large puddle between her legs, she felt that familiar emptiness from before. This wasn’t like normal stallions being gentle, or anywhere close to what gryphons were capable of. The one thing that Gilda realized is that when it comes to dragons, they’re aggressive when it comes to mating, from start to finish. She knew that she was going to have to recover her figure when she recovers.
Only she wouldn’t have time to rest. Barely able to glance upwards, she felt her tail grabbed by Spike, pulling her towards him, causing her to yelp in response. By the time she tried to say something, he was already on top of her, grinding his length between her thighs.
“W…wiat…” she tried to say. “At least…let me.. Reco-!!” she wouldn't get to finish her sentence as Spike already entered her again and slammed his hips forward, making her squawk again in pleasure, the emptiness that she felt already going away.
‘How does Gabby deal with this every day?’ she thought to herself as Spike started moving again. She could only imagine how much longer she had to endure this intense pleasure from the horny dragon.
It was close to the evening, the sun’s crest grazing the horizon. The gym was empty now, save for a few occupants. Gabby was simply humming to herself as she watched the ponies outside make their way home for the night, while behind her was a tall, buff stallion. He cleared his throat to get her attention.
“Excuse me, miss, but we’re going to be closing up in a minute. Are you waiting for somepony?”
“Oh yeah! My boyfriend and another friend of mine went into the lockers a few hours ago since they’re both in heat and I’m just waiting for them to finish up!” Gabby said.
“Oh crud, another pair? Well, please get them to hurry. We’re going to have to clean up afterwards, so we need you all to leave soon.”
“I can go check on them if you like,” she asked him, and he gave a friendly smile.
“Could you please?” he said, holding up a set of keys.
Gabby hoisted herself up and grabbed his keys, flipping through them until she found one with “locker room” written on it. Singling it out, she opened the door with it and was hit with a wave of smell. Fresh sex wafted through the air as she stepped in, and looking at the back of the room, she could see why.
Spike was engrossed with Gilda’s body, the Gryphoness passed out in his arms as he kept on railing her, the already bloated belly stretching with every twitch of his engorged erection. Even while passed out, Gilda’s face was still twisted in pleasure as she was furiously fucked, tongue hanging out of her mouth while she slept.
“Sigh’, Well I hope you two had enough fun, because we’ve got to go,” Gabby said, reaching into her pocket.
She pulled out a small orb filled with blue smoke, swirling with magic. A simple gift from Princess Twilight, should Spike’s heat go out of control again. A quick throw saw it sailing across the room and smacking into the dragon’s scales. He jerked around, trying to locate the source before his movements became sluggish, and he fell on top of the cum-drenched Gryphon, shrinking and snoring. Gabby would then try her best to walk over and see her boyfriend peacefully and Gilda still unconscious.
“Wow, Spike really did a number on you,” she said, seeing the state Gilda’s body was in. “Alright. Now-”
“Aw, jeez, the smell!” the pony from earlier said, sticking his head into the locker room. “Your friends do this!?”
“Oh yeah, they really went at it, huh? Say, do you think you can help me carry them to Twilight Sparkle’s castle?”
“That depends, you got spare clothes for them?” he said, pointing at a pile of cum-soaked clothes sitting soggily in the corner.
“No, but, oh! I have this!” she said, pulling out another crystal ball. “I can just use this to teleport all of us back to the castle! Thanks for reminding me!”
“Wait, hold on, are you gonna stay and help-”
Gabby threw herself onto her friends and let the crystal explode in a shower of magic and dust, the three of them vanishing from sight before the pony could finish.
“... clean this mess up… I’m not paid enough overtime for this.”
“Ugh, Celestia my head,” Gilda groaned as she was slowly coming too, her eyes groggy from the events that transpired. Slowly opening her eyes, she let out a groan, her eyes trying to scan her surroundings to where she was now. As she tried to sit up, she let out another groan feeling the amount of pain that she was in. She was normally one to cause guys pain from pleasure, but she never thought that she’d be on the other side of it. Looking down, she could see the scratch marks on her body from Spike’s claws. There were also some visible bruises that she endured from how rough his gropes and slaps against her boobs and ass were. But the most shocking part was her stomach. Despite being so late, she was still bloated to the size of a beach ball as her pussy closed up to keep the cum that was stuffed in her trapped in place.
“Fuck, just what did he do to me after I passed out?” she said to herself, caressed her bloated belly.
“Oh, he fucked you into a lust induced coma,” a female voice called out getting her attention. She looked to her left to see that Gabby was in the room with her and she gave her a friendly smile. She was currently sitting next to her lover who was asleep in another bed.
“Gabby?” she asked in shock.
“Yep, you were out for the past 6 hours,” Gabby chirped.
“Gods, I figured. Didn’t think it’d go down like that. Seriously, what’s up with that dragon?”
“Oh! Well, first it started when we were in Manehatten, and there were these stallions trying to hit on me in a bar. Spike got a bit defensive of our relationship, they called him a small little weakling, I told them that he’s the sweetest, kindest dragon around, and they laughed! So then when I got back to the apartment with Spike, I did a little dance in my underwear for him, and that REALLY set him off! He did the whole thing he did to you, you know, growing massive and getting really aggressive and everything. Then, when I comforted him, told him that I’d still be there for him no matter what, he ended up tearing the whole bed frame and all the furniture in the room into a nest for us. It was really sweet, and romantic, but also kind of bad since, you know, we had to pay for the damages. Anyways, I spent the next few days getting railed by him while the Manehatten police and Royal Guard kept trying to get us out of there since he ended up putting out a lot of smoke and I kept screaming because the sex was just so good! So yeah, we had to knock him out so we could take him back here, so his heat never really ended back then, and that’s why he went on you really hard.”
“Don’t you think it would’ve been a good idea to warn me?” she said in annoyance.
“I forgot to be honest, and you looked like you really needed it,” she added a bit nervously. “Plus, by the time Spike transformed, I figured it was already too late.”
“Yeah whatever,” Gilda said as she slumped her head back onto the bed. “So how long am I gonna be down? He fucked me so hard that I can’t even feel my legs.”
“Probably about a week or two,” Gabby added, nervously rubbing the back of her head. “This was why I took yoga to reduce moments like this.”
“Seriously?” she groaned looking down at her still stiff legs
“Yep. One time he fucked me for three days straight without stopping, even after I passed out from the first six hours. When I came too 8 hours later, he was still fucking me senseless,” she added, cupping her cheeks as she blushed at the memory. Steam poured from her face as Gilda also blushed at how open Gabby was about her sexual life.
“You really don’t hold back much, do you?” Gilda deadpanned.
“Nope.”
“Anyways, when's the sleeping beauty over there gonna wake up?”
“He’ll be out till tomorrow,” she added. “You’re free to rest here for a while until you recover at least.”
“Whatever,” Gilda followed up, slumping back onto the bed. “At least I can finally relax from my burning heat going off for half a month. Thanks Gabby.”
“Don’t mention it,” she added. Seh then walks out of the room, leaving Spike and Gilda alone in the room and Gilda falls asleep in the room. What none of them knew though was that the amount of semen that was swimming in Gilda’s womb right now was currently searching for eggs to swarm. And they find three to swarm, leading Gilda to a new life that she wouldn’t be aware of. But all Gilda could do was think of one thing.
‘So fucking worth it…’