>Day Femanon in Equestria.
>You are currently hanging out on book horse's couch reading a book.
>It's some shitty drama about a mare who cheated on her husband with his brother, at least you think that's what it's about, you've been barely paying attention.
>Man books suck.
>The only reason you're here is because you promised Twilight you'd babysit Spike while she went to Canterlot for a few days.
>You tried telling her that Spike is plenty responsible to be left on his own, but then she offered to pay you, and you're not one to turn down a chance to get some bits.
>So now here you are sitting in Twilight's living room while Spike cleans the house...for the 5th time today.
>Does that little guy do anything other than work?
>He hums haply while he moves books from the floor to their proper spot in the bookshelf.
>It's almost like he enjoys being a slave for a purple unicorn princess.
>You throw the book you're holding over your head and groan out loudly in boredom.
>Spike flinches at your voice and drops the book he was holding.
>You giggle at him as his cheeks flush and he bends down to recover the book.
"So what do you have to do around here that's fun?" You ask him while he shoves the book in the bookcase. "These books just aren't cutting it."
>"Hmm" he swivels his head around as if he's actively looking for something fun to do before he sighs in defeat. "Sorry Femanon, there really aren't many fun things to do around here."
>He sounds pretty sad about it.
"That's alright Spike, how about you stop working for a moment and we can think of something fun to do?"
>He begins walking away from the bookcase and toward you. "Like what?" he questions.
 
"Well..." You stand straight up from the couch and stretch a bit, your back making many satisfying cracking sounds. "How about we play a game?"
>"Okay...what kind of game?" As he says that you notice him eying your chest, when you look down you see that your tank top was sagging considerably, leaving very little to the imagination.
>Ofcourse you had to choose not to wear a bra today.
>You quickly pull the shirt back up before taking a seat cross-legged on the rug.
"You ever played truth or dare?"
>"I don't think so, how do you play?"
>He follows your example and sits down right in front of you.
"It's simple." you explain. "We take turns asking each other two questions. Truth, or dare. Whoever is being asked has to choose either truth or dare, if you choose truth, then you have to answer any question I ask you with complete honesty. If you choose dare, then you have to do anything I dare you to do, no matter what. Same goes for me."
>Spike nods along with you as you finish.
>"Oh, okay that sounds like it could be fun, I guess."
>That cute little dragon doesn't know what he's in for.
"Alright then Spike, let's get started." You flash him a grin. "Truth or dare?
 
>The game started out innocent enough, you both had done your fair share of dumb dares and embarrassing truths.
>You had noticed that Spike would occasionally glace at your chest when he thought you weren't looking, it made you wonder.
>Spike can't be old enough to be interested in you like that, right?
>He is a 'baby' dragon after all.
>Then again maybe dragons work diff-
>"Femanon?"
>Right, the game.
"Oh, uhh...dare."
>Spike suddenly looks like he's having trouble talking, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.
>"I-i dare you to...t-take off your shirt."
 
>Well that kinda answers the question for you.
>Shrugging, you pull your shirt up off your head revealing yourself to him.
>He stares in wonder with a goofy grin on his face.
>You can't help but smile at the sight.
"Like what you see big boy?" you say in a seductive voice.
>That seems to snap him out of his trance and he blushes furiously.
"Okay well I think-"
>"C-can I touch them?"
>Welp you did not expect that.
"What?" you say, a little shocked.
>"C-can I touch your chest?" He asks again, his voice quivering.
>Surely he didn't just ask that.
>Spike is a cute little dragon, sure. But would you let him do that to you?
>It would be wrong on so many levels...
>You're not sure why but you find yourself getting turned on by just the thought of it.
>Gah, fuck it.
"Oh...um sure, just uhh watch your claws."
>As soon as you say that Spike is standing over you with his arm outstretched.
>He takes hold of your left boob and gently squeezes.
>You gasp when one of his claws grazes your nipple, causing him to quickly pull his arm away.
>"S-sorry!" he says, a little panicked.
"N-no Spike, you didn't hurt me." you assure him. "It actually felt pretty good."
>"O-oh..."
>With that Spike finds the confidence to reach out and grab your boob again.
>He flicks your nipple a few times eliciting shorts gasps from you each time.
>You moan as Spike takes his other hand and applies the same treatment to your other nipple.
>Between your gasps and moans you take the time to look down a little and see his pink dragon cock coming out of it's sheath.
>It's a little small, but the sight of it immediately makes you want more than what he's currently giving you.
>You reach your arm around and grab hold of his cock.
>He gasps at your touch and nearly collapses as you take your thumb and gently glide it up and down his shaft.
>As you slowly stroke his dragonhood you see a drop of pre grace his tip, which you quickly pick up with your thumb and bring over to your mouth.
 
>Spike whimpers when you stop but stops to stare at you as you put your thumb in your mouth.
"Mmmm." You moan as you stare at him and twirl your tongue around your thumb.
>You pull your thumb out with an audible pop and grin at him.
>Without warning Spike puts his arms on your shoulders and pushes you down.
>"S-sorry Femanon, but I need this." Spike had already gotten your sweatpants off and was working on your underwear.
>Apparently you needed this too because they were nearly soaked.
>He rips your panties off and quickly lines himself up with your entrance.
"Just be gen-TLE!"
>You scream out as Spike rams his cock straight into you.
>The warmness of his dragonhood nearly makes you cum on the spot
"O-oh fuck, ahh!" You moan as Spike thrust into you mercilessly.
>Who knew Spike would be so good at this.
>Every thrust sends waves of pleasure through your body, you find yourself begging him for more.
"Ooooh yess!" You groan as Spike begins to make slow, deep thrusts into you.
>He gently takes one of you nipples into his mouth, eliciting another moan of pleasure out of you.
>Your breath quickens as he speeds up his pace once again.
>You're reaching your climax, and you think Spike is too.
>He lays his head down on your boobs and wraps his arms tightly around your waist and begins pounding furiously into you.
>You scream loudly as you cum for the first time in months, your entire body shaking in Ecstasy
>He groans cutely and finally releases inside you, the feeling of his seed pouring inside you rocks you with another mini orgasm.
>You twitch in pleasure as you ride out your second orgasm.
>He collapses on top of you, worn out and panting.
>He looks up at you and smiles tiredly.
>You can't help but return it, you really needed that.
 
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