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Spike woke up a few hours later, sprawled out in the middle of his love's plush bed. He laid sleeping on his chubby tummy, his lithe arms crossed under his head and his wide, feminine hips bucking against the soft, satin sheets. He felt a small wetness against his belly and, rolling over onto his back with a needy moan, he soon figured out that his chubby belly was streaked with a few spurts of drying cum. Reaching down to his crotch, the girly dragon felt up his tiny rod, bucking his hips and letting out a loud cry as he came yet another time. No cum came out of the pathetic, three inch rod, but it still rocked his feminine body with pleasure.

After the afterglow, still not satisfying enough to make his cock deflate for more than a second, Spike sat up in the bed. Looking around, Rarity was nowhere to be found. Getting a bit suspicious, she was known to pounce him out of nowhere after all, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up onto his tree trunk thick legs, stumbling for a few moments as he tried to find his balance.

"Rarity?" He asked, mirroring the previous day's events. He stepped out of the room, deciding that she might be in the other room as she designed clothing. As he walked, he soon learned that he couldn't take a step without swaying his wide hips in an overtly feminine fashion. Believe me, he tried. It just felt sooo weird to not walk like a woman. Maybe it was due to the spell?

By the time he walked down the stairs to the boutique proper, Spike was unable to stop panting in lust. Just the way his hips seemed to move on their own was enough to get him hot and bothered under the collar, and that was intensified by how his tiny cock throbbed and twitched as it dribbled precum all over the staircase. "R-Rares, are ya down here?"

"Mmm, yes I'm down here, Spikey." She said, distracted as she looked over an outfit she had been designing just for the occasion. It was a simple little fetish outfit, modeled after a Prench maid's uniform. Unlike a normal uniform, the frilly skirt looked like it would only come up to mid-thigh on anyone who wore it, but most especially its intended occupant. Rarity looked over to Spike with a hopeful gaze. "Could you come over here for a moment? I'd like to see how this lovely little number would look on you."

Spike, inching ever so closer, gave his love a worried glance. "Can't we, uh, save that for a bit later?" He then gestured to his full form. His foal-bearing hips extended well past his shoulders, making his form look oddly cartoonish. His dripping, disappointingly dwarfish dick throbbed eagerly into the cold morning air, needing just one more touch to cum again. "I -ah- kinda want to go back to normal."

Pouting, Rarity took a step towards the dragon. She wrapped a warm hand around his penis and jerked once before the dragon bucked his hips and came onto the floor. She leaned down to whisper into the shorter dragon's ear. "If you put the outfit on and pose for a few pictures, I might consider letting you have a few inches." Before the cute little dragon could respond, the dominant mare reached behind him and spanked his big, unclothed booty.

The little dragon eeped loudly before bowing, then stood up straight to let the mare slip on the outfit without too much trouble. With a little fiddling, that was exactly what happened. But, much to Spike's surprise, a great hot warmth enveloped his body, tingling all the way. "Ah! G-gosh darn it R-ah-arity!" He cried out, falling to his knees from the sensation. "I t-told you to warn me when you did this stuff."

He felt the warmth then focus on his little cock. He moaned out, half in distress and half in pleasure, as he felt his empty balls pull tightly against his crotch before pulling up entirely, leaving him with an empty sack until it too withered away. His cock moved up slightly, making room for the growing slit. Said cock shrunk until it was just a tiny, sensitive little nub, becoming the clit to his new, aching pussy. "Oh~" He moaned out, unable to stop himself from fingering his new genitals, "I -ah- t-thought you were gonna giv-ve me a few inches?" He fell forward even further, accidentally presenting himself to the mare behind him.

"That is exactly what I was meaning to do." Said the dominant mare, coming up behind the needy dragon with a smirk. She grabbed a pair of pink panties with her magic, pulling them up her thighs with a smile. "They'll even be a few of your own inches." She told him with a smile as the spell welled up around her genitals. Her sensitive clit started to expand quickly, a ballsack dropping down just below her aching rod. Almost immediately, she was pressing her new, nine inch cock against her dragon's new pussy.

Spike cried out, tossing his head back to fill the boutique with a moan. He rocked his wide hips back unconsciously, wanting so severely to impale himself on Rarity's rod. "Juh-just once. One shot and you'll....you'll g-give me back my dick, right?"

"Maybe." Rarity replied simply, slapping her hands onto Spike's big butt. Said butt gave some hypnotically large waves as the slap reverberated through the dragon's full rump. "Oh, I do so love how positively enormous your backside is now. I would use your cute butt, but I seem to have found another hole." She bucked her hips slightly, inserting the tip of her rod into Spike's wet cunt.

Immediately shuddering at the foreign object that was inserted into his sensitive hole, Spike arched his back and moaned loudly. He continued his moaning and groaning, growing ever so louder as Rarity slowly sank her cock deeper into his tight hole. His claws gripped at the wood floor of the boutique, needing to grip something just to hold on.

When Rarity bottomed out in her little dragon, she let out a soft sigh. Stopping to rub her Spikey-Wikey's soft, round rear, she let her cock throb in the naughty little dragon for a moment before slowly pulling back. Quickly, she set into a quick rhythm of rutting that broadcasted the sound of slapping hips through the entire boutique.

"Oh dear Celestia," Rarity moaned out softly as she really started to mount Spike, "You are really a tight little slut, aren't you?" She gave his backside another smack, making him moan and thrust his hips backwards. "Oh, you are!" With a smile, she quickened her rutting. "I suppose that I should help you out with your little problem then."

As Rarity rutted him, Spike's claws really dug into the wooden floor. It was really the only thing that was keeping the dragon in place as his love thrusted viciously into his tight pussy. His mouth hung open, tongue lolling out as he panted, whined, and moaned out for Rarity to fuck him harder and harder.

Not one to leave a mare in need, Rarity complied. Reaching her hands under her little dragon, she lifted him up slightly to get a better angle. Now that he was on all fours, he would be much easier to mount. Though, there was a better way. Lifting him further, showing off a deceptive amount of strength in her slender arms, Rarity lifted the dragon's very bottom-heavy body up and placed it on the stage with his thick legs hanging off. This let Rarity rut standing up, making both party's pleasure much much better.

The girly dragon barely noticed as he was moved, too drunk on dick to feel anything but the thrusts increase, which, in turn, increased the amount of moans that came out of his mouth. His mouth was now constantly open, drool leaking everywhere as his hands, needing something to do, rubbed themselves all over his body. Sadly, he was still in his maid uniform, so all he could do is attempt to tear at the unyielding fabric, slowly going insane as all of this pleasure flooded through him. The only thing he could reach, though, was his big butt, and he took advantage of that greatly. He caressed his hands against his butt, feeling it wobble and ripple as Rarity pistoned into his wet slit.

Suddenly, the little dragon felt a burning pressure building in his loins, not unlike when he was about to orgasm as a male. It was a fairly slow build, but he could feel it coming. And he tried in vain to tell Rarity what was happening, but all he could do was moan and pant harder, his wide hips rocking back unconsciously for more pleasure.

Still, Rarity managed to get the picture. Rubbing her hands lower on Spike's clothed, feminine body, she brought her hands underneath his cute little skirt and rubbed his soft body. She started at his chest, cute little budding breasts topped off by large, sensitive, and erect nipples that she tugged on and squeezed gently. Then she moved onto Spike's chubby tummy, feeling as it bulged slightly as she thrusted into him. Then finally she moved down to the slit she was ruining. She felt the little button at the top, the bit that used to be his massive cock, which sent a large shiver through Spike's body.

Just from that, he could feel the pressure in his groin, what felt like a spring coiling in the pit of his stomach, finally released with a burst of electricity. This burst released what felt like waves upon waves of white hot fire through his shuddering and quivering body. He let out massive cries of pleasure as his vision went white, his first female orgasm hitting him like a brick through a window.

Rarity couldn't be happier to have caused her little Spikey-Wikey to hit orgasm so quickly, but her dominant instincts quickly. "N-now Spike," She said, trying and failing to keep hints of pleasure from her voice. "I know that a little s-slut like y-oh-ou can't keep from orgasming from any l-little sign of pleasure, but I am sure you know what hah-happens when you cum without your mistress' permission."

As if to answer her, Spike, who was still basking in the afterglow as his mistress still bucked into him, stood en pointe in order to hike his massive rear in the air higher.

"Oh, you are s-such a smart slut." She told him. "But even the smartest slut needs punishment every now and then." She then spanked his rump mercilessly, quickly removing the blue from his purple butt. Still, Rarity wasn't the most vicious mistress, as she rubbed his cheeks softly moments later. "I do t-think I will be keeping your big backside like this. I simply lo-ah-ove how big you've gotten."

"D-do anythin' you want to me." Spike managed to say though loud moans. "Jus' don't stop fuckin' me, Mistress~."

"Believe me, I won't." Rarity told the submissive little dragon. Without another word, she bucked and rutted him faster than she'd done throughout this entire ordeal. Essentially, she was turning her feminine dragon into a cute little cocksock, perfectly fitting around her throbbing, nine inch member.

It wasn't too long before Rarity could feel a fire burning in her belly, signalling to her that her time with this large rod was up. Her swollen, cum-filled balls pulled up close to her crotch as she bucked her hips erratically, finally bottoming out in her big hipped dragon one last time. She pulled his tail, knowing he loved it so, before finally, with a loud cry, emptying her balls into the tight dragon pussy.

The first few shots, as massive as they were, sent lightning-like pleasure through Spike's body, as spent as it was. With low, breathy moans, he bucked his hips needily against Rarity's. He needed that hot load to fill him, for his hot stud to breed him. And fill him Rarity did, as his stomach distended with Rarity's large load. With every large spurt, it only seemed to grow until, after Rarity was finally done, a large, pregnant looking belly pressed against his frilly outfit.

Rarity collapsed onto her mate, breathing against his ear. "Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

Spike only let out a low groan, though nodding his head to admit that, yes, he did most certainly enjoy it. He rubbed his belly and felt it slosh, full of a huge amount of magic, non-pregnantmaking cum. He tipped his head up slightly, nuzzling Rarity softly.

Picking Spike up, though making sure not to remove her slowly deflating cock from him, Rarity carried him back upstairs, only to lay him down in their often shared bed. She laid down with him for a few minutes, holding him close to her and caressing his head with her hand. "I hope I wasn't too harsh on you, darling." She said, rubbing his butt softly. "I seemed to get lost in the moment, as it were. I do hope you can forgive me."

"I, uh, forgive you, Rares." Spike said softly, his voice weak from all the moaning he did just moments before. "Though I think that I'd forgive ya more if you'd give me my dick back."

Rarity pouted slightly. "Oh, and I was just getting used to it." She whined before giving the small dragon a smile. "Of course you can have it back, honey." She said, but put a finger to her chin a moment after. "Aaaaaafter we take a little bath. I think we both would do well to clean ourselves before I open the boutique, after all."

With a small sigh, Spike nodded, but gave a small request. "Carry me?" He asked, even going through the effort of putting on puppy-dog eyes, just because he knew she wouldn't be able to resist then.

Not that she was going to refuse anyway. She'd rutted him so hard that she wasn't sure he could walk anyway. Taking him up in her arms, dislodging herself from him finally, she kissed him softly on the lips. "Just this once, darling." She said, knowing full well that this wasn't the first time, and it most certainly wouldn't be the last. She carried him into the connecting bathroom bridal-style as he curled up in her arms, closing his eyes to take a small nap. She cooed, as she loved to see the cute little dragon fall asleep in her arms.

She passed through the doorway, then used her hips to close the door behind her. She didn't want anyone else to encroach upon her delicate, personal moments, did she?