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>Spike walks downstairs as he is awoken by the sound of Rarity in the kitchen.
>Is met with the sight of her deep-throating the new zebra in town.
>She pulls it from her mouth.
>"Give me a second darling."
>She goes right back at it, bobbing back and forth on the large black meat.
>Her throat bulges as thick wads of his virile semen rush down her open gullet.
>"Thanks Rarity," the stallion huffs.
>"No thank you darling for the breakfast snack," she winks.
>Spike remains frozen, his minuscule dragon prick meeting the cold air.
>"Ta-ta darling, come again soon!"

>"R-rarity! What was that?"
>Rarity shuffles to him and pinches one of his chubby cheeks in her hooves.
>"I was just helping a friend Spikey, I am the element of generosity after all!"
>Her hoof slips down brushing against his ribbed cock and causing him to tense.
>"I'd be lying if I say I don't enjoy the feeling of a thick piece of stallion."
>She removes her teasing hoof and giggles daintily, looking at his twitching prick.
>"And I'm afraid that your member... just isn't enough for a lady such as moi! Zeke so graciously offered to help fix the issue."
>"Z-zeke? Rarity why did you do that!"
>"Jealousy is so unbecoming of you," Rarity tittered.
>"Don't feel bad, you'll always be my little Spikey-Wikey. I don't blame you for having such an unsatisfying cock."
>Spike's heart shattered as she talked down to him, this was the mare he loved!
>And he'd walked in on her, doing that to another!
>His face falls as tears well up in his eyes.
>Rarity quickly begins to apologize, escorting him to the chaise sofa on the show floor.
>"Oh dear! Don't be sad Spike, it's only natural that a mare desires a well hung stud such as him. No offense to yourself of course.
>It does little to lift his spirits, as he turns to face away a manicured hoof pulls on his shoulder.
>"I-if I must, I shall return the favor."

>Spike slowly pulls around to face Rarity again.
>Her thick lips were pursed into a thin line, reluctance flashing across her features.
>He wipes his crusty eyes.
>"Really?"
>"O-of course darling, you are my precious little drake after all!"
>He nods and relaxes back into the sofa.
>With a sigh, Rarity flicks her hair away from her face and rubs a hoof around his cock sheathe.
>The tiny dragon pecker slowly emerges, reaching a minuscule 2 inches.
>Rarity has to withhold her mirth, the innocent little dragon looking slightly proud about himself.
>She swallows her pride and descends, wrapping her pouted lips around his prick.
>It barely reaches the tip of her tongue, forcing her to reach out and lick against the urethra.
>Spike shudders and groans as Rarity rolls her eyes.
>The sensation is nothing like the zebra she'd taken just moments before.
>He'd knocked against her tonsils with one strong thrust, and proceeded to fuck her whore mouth with wild abandon.
>Nothing like sucking Spike's, his was too small for the feeling Rarity loved and cherished.
>He didn't seem to notice her distaste, too gormless to realize how bored Rarity looked.
>After 30 seconds he popped without warning, releasing a small spurt of dragon cum onto her still dry tongue.
>Zeke's seed was sweet and thick, it flowed down her throat like the finest syrup.
>Spike's was watery and it tasted sour.
>While Spike was knocked out from his orgasm, Rarity sprinted away and spat it out into the sink.

>A quick blast of sink water washed away the remains of a less than satisfying blowjob.
>A blast into her mouth to wash away the taste.
>Spike groaned and walked over to her as she began her morning routine, preparing breakfast for Sweetie.
>"Did you enjoy it?" She asked, she certainly didn't.
>Hm-mm! That was great Rarity!" He declared hugging one of her legs.
>Rarity's of a good morning didn't involve servicing Spike.
>She'd been put in a thoroughly bad mood.
>She grinned sweetly as a devilish idea entered her mind.
>Maybe she could invite Zeke over again and have a "meet-and-greet" with Spike.

>You are Zeke.
>The only zebra in Ponyville and resident mare's man.
>Your good friend Zecora had invited you to check out the small town, and you were instantly enamored with everything about it.
>Running water, varied weather and the friendly faces.
>Your home country was a complete shithole.
>So you jumped at the chance when a cheap property became available.
>A modest little cottage on the outskirts of town.
>You smile goofily thinking back to your morning "visit" with Rarity.
>That is a fine piece of ass.
>Getting in with her was very easy.
>She claimed she was into gentlemen, and that she didn't raise her tail for every handsome stallion that walked through.
>A winning smile and a box of chocolates, and she was sucking your dick every morning.

>You chuckle as you remember the look on that little dragon's face.
>Spack? Yeah that was his name.
>You don't know much about him, except that he's Rarity's pussy whipped bitch.
>Poor little guy.
>If you were him, you would have moved on after seeing that.
>You unlock the door to your new home and breath in that fresh house smell.
>It's a nice change from the mud huts in your backwater home town.
>For one thing, this house has windows.
>Your mind was blown when you saw that, windows!
>And most importantly, a working toilet.
>Squatting over a hole lost it's novelty about 20 years ago.
>You sigh and collapse onto your beaten couch.
>Most of your furniture is cheap, second hoof stuff.
>It gets you by and you don't mind it that much.
>You poke at a tear the the arm rest when your phone starts to ring.
>You scramble over and eagerly pick up, there's only one pony you know who owns one of these and actively calls you.
>Although she's never called you this soon after one of your sessions.
>Odd.
>You can't complain, free booty.
>"Hello darling!" Rarity cheerfully greets.
>"I was just wondering if we could arrange another meeting for later tonight. I'm in a bit of a sour mood and could do with some de-stressing," she giggles.
Sure, any time you want baby.
>"How does nine sound to you?"
I don't have anything planned, see you then.
>"Love you darling." 
>She hangs up.
>Well that was weird.
>She'd never progressed into "love" territory before.

>If anything so far you've only considered her as a sex call.
>Most of your time together was spent with her dick sucking lips wrapped firmly around your throbbing shaft.
>Never gone any further than that, which surprises you.
>Returning the favor didn't seem to be on her mind, she just enjoys giving blow-jobs it seems.
>You put it out of your mind for now, you still have work today at the apple farm.
>No time for chubs now.
>After a cold shower to wash away any residue, you brush your fairly lengthy bangs and set off for sweet apple acres.
>Applejack, the boss, was impressed with your physical ability when you first arrived.
>A life of farm work will do that to a zebra.
>That experience only solidified your prospects as you were practically hired on the spot.
>You can't help but be weirded out by the red stallion though.
>Whenever you worked, he always kept a close eye on you.
>A part of you is worried he's a secret racist, the other part assumes he's trying to keep you away from his sister.
>You don't care, you only have eyes on one pony right now.
>The farm is empty, the others already setting off to work.
>You slip into the barn and pull away a wagon already loaded with baskets.
>Another day, another bit.

>You let out a sigh of relief as you collapse under one of the large apple tress.
>A few hours of hard work and you're plum tuckered out.
>The heat is getting you today, you can only wonder how the more acclimatised ponies deal with it.
>Your eyes scan over the horizon as you take in some deep breaths.
>Your eyes flicker over a red blur in the distance.
>He's watching you again.
>You're allowed to take small breaks in between sections of the orchard, so he can't be scrutinizing you for that.
>Applejack isn't anywhere near you either.
>"Howdy pardner'!" A southern voice declares.
>You nearly jump out of your fur as a familiar orange mare cracks up at your expense.
>"Oh man! I really got ya' didn't I?"
Y-yeah, good one boss.
>"Ah' told you not to call me that," she chides.
Sorry, force of habit.
>She clicks her tongue and sits down beside you.
>"How ya' doin? Didn't get time to talk this morning."
Just fine, nothing unusual.
>"And Rarity?"
>You freeze for a moment and stare at her wide eyed.
>"What's that look for? Ah' thought you an' Rarity were getting together?"
W-well, it's not quite that.
>"Oh? What is it then? She's been runnin' her mouth about that "handsome new zebra" all month," She scoffs.
I think she's been exaggerating.
>"That sounds like her alright. Still, she don't say it if there ain't some truth behind it."
Me and her, may have done some stuff.
>AJ begins to blush slightly.
>"Ah' get it, just a little bit of fun right?"
I guess, I mean we haven't done much of anything really.
>"But you gettin' the feeling about something more?"
Maybe, she's invited me over tonight for something, maybe she wants a little dinner date.
>"Along for the ride then."
I'm humoring her, we'll see.
>"Well we're done for the day, you should go get ready buddy."
Already?
>You look into the sky, noting the position of the evening sun.
>Wow, time really does fly when you're having fun, or working in this case.
I'll catch you later then.
>You set off back to your home, not noticing AJ's longing gaze.
>"Watcha' talk about?" A deep voice rumbles behind her.
>"Nothin' Mac, you need to stop being' so skittish around the fella'."
>She turns around with a scowl.
>The red stallion snorts and shakes his head dismissively.
>"Ah'm just trying to prot-"
>Ah' don't need no protecting Mac, I'm a grown mare!"
>She pokes his chiseled chest with a hoof.
>"Spend less time spying' and more time working."
>AJ trots off in a huff as Mac stubbornly watches the zebra walk down the road to town.
>Maybe he should give AJ some space, he muses.

>A quick spray of deodorant is all that's left.
>You don't know quite how well groomed you have to be for this, so you went the safe route.
>No clothes, a nice neat mane style, and some thorough cleaning should be enough.
>Rarity wasn't picky about clothing per say, but she really cared about good self grooming.
>She was right, looking clean was better than wearing a fancy suit.
>It was never your bag anyway.
>You even brushed the little tuft of fur at the end of your thin tail.
>You slap yourself a few times and psyche yourself up.
>Going for broke?
>Maybe, as good as her blow-jobs are, something more would be fun.
>Maybe she just wants a date.

>You're cool with that, she's a fun mare to be around.
>With some time, maybe you could start dating seriously and get passed the friends with benefits stage.
>You lock the door and walk down to her boutique.
>The summer nights mean that quite a few ponies are still out and about at this late hour.
>They frolic happily with their friends and family.
>You smile, this place really is like paradise for you.
>At least you don't have to worry about natural predators anymore.
>Your smile falters as you remember some close friends who fell victim to some of the more dangerous fauna.
>All the more reason to get away.
>No time for depressing thoughts Zeke, you have a mare to woo.
>The lights of the carousel boutique are dimmer than usual.
>You knock on the door.
>The girly stuff really isn't your style, but you have to admit it's a nice place.
>Rarity takes obvious pride in her home and place of work.
>Presentation is everything after all.
>The door opens to a giddy looking Rarity.
>"Rarity? Who's here?" A juvenile voice calls from the kitchen.
>"Zeke," Rarity whispers, "Right on time, come along."
>"Oh Spike~" She calls as she pulls you into the kitchen.
>"We have another guest for our little tea party."
>The green and purple dragon from earlier is sat at the table with a steaming cup of tea in front of him.

>"Spike, I want you to meet the stallion from earlier today, this is Zeke."
Uh, hi little guy.
>You're unsure of what to say or do right now.
>The dragon seems to become frustrated at your greeting.
>"I'm not that little! I'm nearly 10 years old," he pouts, crossing his arms like a small colt.
>That qualifies as little in your books, but you decide not to patronize him again.
>"Now now Spike, let's keep this civil."
>She pulls out another seat which you place yourself onto.
>She takes the one in-between the two of you.
>Well this is awkward.
>You don't understand Rarity's intentions with all of this.
>Spike seems to be quite uncomfortable as well.
>Understandably, considering the position he caught you and his puppy crush in earlier.
>On a certain level, he must know what's going on.
>Despite his young age, he must have seen what was happening.
>You sit there and quietly sip at your bomb-ass tea for a little longer.
>It's some good shit.
>Rarity glances between the two of you, seemingly frustrated at the lack of conversation.
>She clears her throat. "So, I thought we could all have a little get together after what happened this morning."
>It isn't complicated Rarity.
>"Spike has been, slightly confused shall I say, on what our little interactions mean for him. I was hoping that you, Zeke, can help clear it up for him so there's no doubt in his young mind."
>Rarity's hoof snakes down to your sheathe.
>She tickles the flared tip of your cock with a dainty hoof.

>"He's a growing drake after all, and he's quite impressionable."
>Your shaft slowly emerges under the table as she wraps a fetlock around your thick meat.
>As she continues to talk about "adult responsibility" and dragon puberty, she slowly begins to jerk you off.
>You keep a stoic demeanor in response, no need to let Spike on yet.
>Rarity pulls her chair closer to yours to get a better grip, her hoof increasing in speed.
>"As a growing drake..."
>Short, sharp tugs that hide the movement of her arm above the table.
>She slowly slips down around your medial ring, tugging on the sensitive area.
>"You'll start to notice new things about mares..."
>You let out a snort of pleasure from your nostrils, releasing warm air into the room.
>You resist the temptation to do more.
>"Sometimes, when a mare and stallion love each other..."
>Your boner is knocking on the underside of the table, the tip pressed squarely against the smooth wood.
>Suddenly Rarity stops, her hoof juggling one of your heavy grapefruit sized balls afterwards.
>"T-they vary in size and shape..."
>The leathery skin provides quite a lot of friction for her to play with, and pulls you closer to the edge.
"And indeed, that is why I find myself in a bind Spikey. Zeke here has volunteered to demonstrate the issue, just in case you don't understand."
>Her speech has come to an end, Spike nodding in hesitant understanding.
>A blue grow wraps around the table and pushes it to the other side of the room.

>You stay sat in the same seats, your proud mast hanging in the air.
>Spike is frozen solid at the sight of your comically huge pole.
>You don't like the brag, but "big" is an understatement.
>A lot of mares like to stereotype zebra stallions, imagining them with massive cocks and the like.
>The truth of the matter is that zebra and ponies are very similar, and the average difference is only a few inches, almost nothing in the grand scheme of things.
>Mares always thought you were the norm, and they found themselves disappointed when they figured it wasn't the case.
>It's by sheer luck that Rarity managed to find you first.
>"Now this..." She motions, the shaft still held firmly, "is a real stallion."
>She lovingly strokes your length with a tender touch.
>With it all out in the open, you lean back and groan under her ministrations.
>She giggles and leans in, placing a chaste kiss on your throbbing tip.
>"Come over Spikey, I want you to take a close look."
>Spike nods and walks over, his view from the floor dominated by the sight of your virile balls.
>Rarity cups one with her other hoof.
>"These are a stallion's testicles, they help him produce semen. As we can see, Zeke is a very... impressive specimen, I'm sure his sperm is very potent too, perfect for impregnating fertile mares," she licks her lips.
>Spike has a little boner himself.
>His tiny dragon nuts are nearly invisible against his scaly body.
>Don't reptiles have internal balls?

>Doesn't matter, it doesn't seem he has a chance of getting any off Rarity now.
>You smirk as you notice Rarity's soaked nethers.
>Her black lips shimmer with moisture as a small droplet splats onto the floor.
>You look back at his little dragon prick and chuckle.
>That's it? 
>He couldn't penetrate a piece of bubble rap with that thing.
>You can't image Rarity wanting that inside her.
>You grow bolder and wrap a strong hoof around her waist, pulling her closer.
>She coos at the attention and her stroking becomes firmer.
>"T-this is the shaft," she stutters, "t-the stallion uses this to-to penetrate the mare. The longer the better, because a-a longer shaft allows them to r-really blast your womb, ensuring insemination with their foals."
>She gives Spike a wink, "it also feels fantastic."
>Spike looks down ashamed at his pathetic pecker.
>How could he possibly make Rarity feel good like this?
>"Oh don't feel so bad about yourself Spike. It's simply beyond your control, I've already found a stallion to satisfy me after all, so don't bear the burden."
>Ouch.
>The little guy looks heartbroken, again.
>Well, sometimes you just get tough luck.
>It'll be a valuable life lesson for him at least.
>"Don't follow one mare around for your entire life."
>Rarity hopes down from her chair and stands where the table once stood.
>Her styled tail swishes left to right, giving you a tantalizing view of her obsidian lips.
>Her firm, but still large ass cheeks wobble along.

>"I believe it's time for the next lesson dear."
>You approach from behind, your erection poking your own chest.
>A hoof sinks into the soft flesh of her ass as you push against it, jiggling it as she lets out a low moan.
>"Ooh! You know how to flatter a mare love~"
>Spike approaches tentatively and gives himself a good view of her winking mare-hood.
>"It's time for a practical demonstration Spikey! Pay close attention."
>You climb onto her, your larger stature making it an easy task.
>The tip of your cock presses against her moist folds, even now you can tell it's going to be a tight fit.
>"Go ahead darling, don't be shy."
>You push, slowly parting her tight lower lips and opening her soft pink cavern.
>Your think black cock barges through her vaginal muscles as they attempt to adapt to your abnormal size.
>Rarity lets out a combined cry of agony and pleasure.
>She's tight, tighter than any of the other whorses you've banged.
>Spike winces slightly as the medial ring pushes her strained lips even further.
>Rarity bites her lip, "Hmmm~ Yes! S-so big!"
>You bottom out, the flat tip of your rod meeting the fragile doorway to her womb.
>A few inches remain outside, causing you to grunt in frustration.
>Guess it's time to really break her in.
>Without her consent you push again, placing immense pressure against her delicate womb.
>You aren't even sure if you can do this, but it doesn't stop you from trying.
>She wants it, she's getting it.

>Her eyes water in pain as against all odd you really bottom out, your heavy balls rest against her winking clit.
>She takes a deep breath as you rest for a moment.
>"T-that was amazing~ Oooh."
>Her walls milk you, attempting to bring forth your baby batter to drown her womb.
>You aren't sure how such a tight mare can take your entire girth and length.
>Her pussy is stretched in what looks like an extremely painful way.
>The formerly floppy black skin around the edges are stretched to their very limit, forming a tight seal around your base.
>Spike watches on in silent agony as the mare he loves is rutted by another stallion.
>He knows he's been outclassed by you, the strong stud, with the big cock and chiseled jaw.
>In a way it settles his questions about whether he can truly be with Rarity.
>He'll never be enough for her, not after being claimed by you.
>That doesn't stop his heart from burning with jealousy, after everything he did for her, the fire ruby, all the work, the dogs!
>Then some random zebra walks in and sweeps her off her feet without even trying.
>His claws tightened into fists as tears leaked from his eyes.
>Despite it all, his erection holds strong as he watches his beloved Rarity being fucked silly by a near stranger.
>You quicken your thrusts.
>Rarity loses the strength to stand and falls onto her chest as you pound away.
>Your tall stature means it's easy to continue railing her without effort.
>You've been going for nearly five minutes now.

>You continue to piston into her tight pony cunt, irregardless of the tiny dragon's feelings.
>This is the best pussy you've ever gotten, and you're not going to let some kid get in the way of the big finish.
>A prolific puddle has formed under Rarity's catatonic body.
>She has cum several times already, unable to handle the sensation of your cock exploring every inch of her insides and your hefty balls slapping against her clit.
>You're only just nearing your first.
>Your black balls tighten in your pouch as you let out a feral grunt.
>You rush forwards and grip Rarity by the skin of her neck, pulling her back and upwards and you let out a few more powerful thrusts.
>With a snort you cum, letting out a powerful blast of steaming hot semen into her needy womb.
>She finds to strength to cry out as a final orgasm rips through her.
>You come like a fucking hose pipe.
>Several powerful spurts follow, filling your little whore to the brim with your powerful zebra seed.
>This is by far the best hole you've ever fucked.
>Maybe you'll stick around.
>You do live here after all, and from feeling of frothy seed running down your cock it's pretty much guaranteed you've given her a few zebra foals.
>You can just imagine your powerful sperm racing towards her egg.
>You let out a few more dribbles and pull out from her ruined, sloppy hole.
>A stream of cum spills out onto the floor.
>Spike whimpers something from his sitting position on the floor.

>Rarity collapses without your support.
>"Rarity!" the little drake cries, "are you okay?"
>For a moment she doesn't speak, unable to find words after a mind shattering orgasm.
>"Oh yes, more than okay Spikey."
>On shaky legs she stands once again, shivering at the feeling of your seed sloshing around inside her.
>Her fur has become matted with sweat, and her legs have dirty streaks from your semen.
>She trots over and collapses into your chest, inhaling your masculine scent.
>"As you can see Spike, Zeke here... has made a mare out of me."
>Rarity is slightly irritated at her now loosened cunt flaps.
>You're fairly certain no other stallion will ever look twice at her again.
>She pulls open her lips with a hoof and smears some of the cum into her mound.
>Her little pink tongue darts across her hoof, licking away your cum.
>"If you want to, you can try yourself Spike, I'm nothing if not generous."
>Spike looks down at his boner and with sudden determination walks up to you both.
>Rarity rolls her eyes and lays back down on the ground, propping up her head with her forelegs.
>Spikes is eager to get started and plunges his tiny cock into her already ruined cunt.
>Spike tries desperately to get Rarity to notice, but her disinterested expression says it all.
>"Is it in yet darling?" She giggles as the little dragon begins to sweat.
>He's forced to run his cock against the roof of her vagina, as his cock doesn't have enough girth to touch her newly stretched walls.

>He seems slightly disgusted by the feeling of your cooling seed, a sticky reminder that his mare has already been taken.
>Hey, it was his choice to go for the sloppy seconds.
>The minute friction seems to be more than enough for him, and he quickly blows his load.
>You know for a fact that he really wants to get her pregnant first, especially after your display of virility.
>But the fact of the matter is that he's likely too late, even if his pathetic spurt did reach her womb.
>You chuckle as he wipes his forehead and collapses on Rarity's soft tush.
>Rarity, with a disparaged glare pushes him away with her hind leg and returns to your embrace.
>You return it and hold her close to your chest.
>"So did you enjoy the lesson Spike?"
>"I guess..." he mutters.
>"Such a good sport too, I'm sure you'll make some mare very happy one day!"
>"T-thanks Rarity."
>She nods happily before escaping your arms to escort him to the door.
That was pretty fun Rares, we should do this again sometime.
>"Hmm of course." She says absentmindedly 
>You kiss the top of her head as the little dragon glares at you.
Beat it kid.
>Rarity doesn't object as you slam the door in his face.

>Spike stands there for several minutes, his heart shattered into little pieces.
>The salt is rubbed in as he hears Rarity's cries of joy, you obviously giving her another round.
>He sets off back to the library, trying to hide the tears in his eyes.