I AM working on lover's law, I'm just stuck on the chapter and trying to decide whether or not to do something the readers might find... unusual.

Anyways: yeah, this story's gonna be a bit oc. I'll try to reign them in a little, take it with a pinch of salt.

If it wasn't Spike, Twilight would have never have brought up the idea. The beach was one of Spike's favorite places: the cool water against his skin felt so terrific, the warm sand to lay upon. Girls in bikinis.

It was that last thought, and the fact Spike was hitting his 16th birthday that had caused a little bit of a devilish idea to spark from Twilight Sparkle's head. She knew Cadance had a private beach on reserve for her and Shining; a little spot the two had gone to for their honeymoon that was hidden away by sheer cliff, topical forests, within a cove. A small mansion of ville that could easily house Spike, her, and her friends, and then some.

And, being as devilish as she was, it hadn't taken the young pink alicorn princess long to decipher Twilight's idea. After all, they both knew about dragons, having studied up together after Spike was born, albeit for different reasons. She gave her blessing with a wink, and ordered a few guards to ready the place and be gone before the the group arrived.

And so it came down to simply convincing her friends to join them. Rarity was surprisingly easy, having had a very similar idea pop into her head, albeit much less extravagant. Alright, she'd simply planned to drag him off into the confines of her bedroom and relieve them both of their modesty.

Well, she wasn't prudish, if anything agreeing to go prove at least that; it was simply that men tended to only think of her for the status symbol, and Rarity was absolutely nobody's arm candy slut. That, and Cheerlie had dibs on Big Mac. And Derpy's wrath had meant the Doctor was off limits. After all, they don't talk about Drifting Belle, the only girl who'd had the balls to challenge the grey furred girl over the Doctor. "I wonder if she managed to grow her hair back..."

Pinkie, not surprisingly, loved the idea of the beach itself, and had to be reminded about the special occasion. Not that it changed her mind, simply what she had in her suitcase. Two or three things which brought just a few questions from Twilight and Rarity as to what exactly that was for. "You'll see!" Was all she replied.

Applejack, oddly, had brought up the idea of bringing along the CMC. Rarity had some protests, as did Rainbow Dash, not surprisingly. "Well, it's for Spike, right? The girls got feelings for him, and their own enough to be making there own decisions, I reckon. I ain't gonna be the prudish one here, considering what ya'll are trying to do."

It was with slight grimace that the offer was extended to young fillies, who'd blossom over the years: Rarity had jokingly admitted she'd had a rival in her sister, and Rainbow Dash actually managed to get the nimble Pegasus filly into short flights; Her record being 5 minutes in the air and 300 feet up before she couldn't support herself in anything less then a shaky glide, having exhausted her underdeveloped wing muscles. Still, Spike was never one to say anything bad, and had often been there to encourage her with Sweetie and Apple Bloom; who'd also become much like the sibling who raised her; not as defined, and a bit thicker, a body built for hiding power, not show or speed, and she often taunted Sweetie and Scootaloo with the knowledge of having wider hips and the biggest breasts.

They fought the idea for some time, being the youngest, least perverted of the group, but eventually consented, their faces flushed with a dizzing array of thoughts, each one a step more erotic then the last. After all, they'd all seen Spike when he'd had his clothes ripped off and had to run home naked, a bit of bad fortune with a creature from the forest.

Yum was the only word they came up with to describe it.

Nobody bothered to ask Fluttershy, who stood with her face bright red on the train station. It wasn't that they really need to: everybody knew Fluttershy would join in unless she really didn't like the idea, she just always had to resist out of nature.

Spike was thrilled. It'd been so long since he'd gone to the beach, and he was surrounded by his friends. Brought along a few essential: a windbreaker just in case, sunscreen, a few inflatables, and his dog collar, a simple concoction of Rarity's that she'd given him for a past birthday, white without those gaudy spikes, complete with a gold flame shape tag. He was rarely without it, and had the white mare help him fasten it, kissing him on the cheek for taking good care of it.

He finally raised a brow when they made it to the normal station for Stallion Beach, then past it, off to Canterlot station, where Cadance had arrange some transport carriages. It had gotten well past noon by the time they finally saw the place Cadance had spoken about.

It had to be bigger then the Library! It was styled much like a standard beach side house: wooden stairwells that divide the house into three stories and the roof: which contained the landing platform for the chariots. Windows opened up most of the house, a single jacuzzi sat on top of the 2nd level's extended balcony.

A single pathway made it's way down to a pier that was obviously just for show, the shallow water unable to support even some smaller boats. Lush forest fill with the airs with coos and cries from creatures that sent flutters down Fluttershy's heart.

A few boards were spiked in the sand, as well a modestly made pit for night time fires and roasts. A full furnished kitchen, complete with all the ingredients for Pinkie to bake at least three cakes, which was helpful, since she planned to eat at least one.

"Princess Mi amora Cadenza has called back the guard so that you may have your privacy. Please send a letter when you want to be picked up. Is there anything else I can help you with, Princess?"

"No no, you're fine... mr..."

"Iron wing, my lady."

"Yes, Mr. Iron wing, give the princess my thanks." Twilight said as she waved them off.

"Twilight, this is too much, you didn't have to go through all this trouble. I would've been happy at Stallion Beach. A little crowded, but hey." He said as Twilight jostled around the deck, looking for the map Cadance had left her.

"Oh hush. You're my number 1 assistant."

It wasn't that hard to decipher: the girls names were stuck onto the doors, and they quickly settled in, unpacking the few (even for rarity, who'd brought only 2 suitcases this time, which had bewildered most of them). Spike's room was between Rarity's and Twilight's, a door connecting all three of them, and he'd panicked as Rarity had walked into him changing into some Hawhinee themed swim shorts. "Ah Rarity! I'm Sorry!" He blurted instinctively, his face redder then the high cut, extremely revealing number that took his sense by forces. There was practically nothing to back, skin and just enough to hug the curves of her magnificently supple ass, her tail swishing around to give him a good look.

"Why are you apologizing? I walked in on you, Spike." she corrected, and did a little twirl. "Do you like? I was thinking of putting it in my summer collection when we got back. It's not... too much, is it?"

"Anything looks good on you Rarity." He mumbled, unable to pull his eyes away from her as she twisted to and fro, giving him a good look at her cutie marks. She smiled, revealing in how stock his compliments had become. Also, she was happy to see her remembrance of Spike running past her boutique stark naked was not as off as she'd fear, and was already beginning to impress her once again, not to mention send the tiniest amount of lust sliding down her inner thigh.

"That why you deserve this Spike; you always do your best to good to your friends. Come on, Twilight and everybody is waiting for us outside. They have a surprise for you, spike.

"Is it Jewel cake!?" He asked innocently, causing Rarity's smile to grow wicked.

Even though they'd all been planning this moment, a small jostle of nerves passed through the group. They, hadn't after all, told Spike anything about their plan for today, or if he'd found any of them outside Rarity really attractive. Of course, He'd been caught peeping on a few of them; namely the CMC when they'd gone skinny dipping at Sweet Apple Arces. And Applejack when she'd done the same a day later to catch him. And Big Mac, which was odd, because he'd known about her little plan...

Still, as wings settled down, and the girls took measurements (and again wondered how the hell Pinkie managed to keep her figure with all that sugar.), nerves turned into thrilling pins and needles at the very thought.

The door to the front opened, and Spike saw all his friends out and in a row each one of them in swimsuits much like Rarity's, and obviously designed by the her, with flecks of jewels and bejeweled thigh straps. All test products for her summer line. "What's the surprise?" He asked innocently again.

"This!" Twilight shouted.

Spike's eyes widen. The platoon of gorgeous goddess slid off their straps, their swimsuits coming along with rolling fingers, peeling off their figures, breasts bounding from their fabric encagements. The cool sea breeze teased their nipples firm and erect, except for the innies of Pinkie, Fluttershy (who was being helped along by Rainbow Dash per usual.) , and Sweetie Belle. Glorious smooth (annoyingly so, in Pinkie's Case.) abs became exposed, Navels that guided his eyes to following nimble fingers as they slid down and pulled cloth with hem till they were just hanging on the thighs.

"What are you guys-"

"Twilight told us about dragons." Spikes breath hitched as she felt Rarity's arms snaking around him, his mouth drying as she pressed her chest against his back and rubbed that spot along his spine that caused a chill down his spine. "How they have little harems... How they prefer their childhood friends... and Spikey-wikey's our little dragon..."

"B-but I can't d-do that to you guys! I can't take you all for myself, you're ponies, you're different." He gasped, kicking himself as blushed harder. Rarity giggled huskily into her ear. She moved kissed his cheek. "You guys-"

"Spike, that exactly why we're willing to do this." Applejack huffed, hands on her still covered hips. In fact, they'd all stopped at there, and looked at him with the same gentle smile. "Yer always fighting off yer dragon side. Always trying yer hardest to make us happy, and ya've suffered because of it. It's our chance to give something back, and frankly, ya'll know a funner way to show yer appreciation?"

"Just... a few rules, Spike." Twilight said with a blush. "This is only for you. So no telling ANYBODY. Especially Shining, unless you want him to kill us."

He could only nod as he struggled to process them approaching with tits out, encircling him a rainbow of breasts. "Two: you've got a couple of virgin sacrifices." He snorted out a puff of smoke in excitement. "You gotta be gentle, Spike; no still means no. They'll come to you when their ready. Same goes for everybody else. If somebody says they don't want to, respect that."

He nodded slowly. "anything else?"

"Yeah... after this... you belong to me." Rarity whispered in his ear and tugging on his collar. "Do you agree to these terms?"

He didn't have time to think before he quickly shouted. "YES!"

"And on that note." Twilight said, tugging at Spike's shorts, dragging him front and center of his newly formed "harem." She took his shaking hands, still unsure about everything, and placed them on her still covered hips. Helped him hook his thumbs in the holes of her swimsuit.

"Open your present Spike." Rarity whispered. "Take charge, just like a dragon would."

He let his fingers slide ticklish down, reveling the velvet feel of Twilight's fur. He'd lay next to her, finding comfort in this feeling. Now, he found his hormones screaming at him.

The bikini fell lightly to the floor. As the the one Rarity was wearing, and Applejack. Fluttershy's with a last tremble of resistance from Rainbow Dash's tugs.

Everybody was gloriously, and completely exposed, a few with the intoxicating perfume of arousal trickling down their legs, banging at Spikes well constructed wall of control, chipping the tiniest holes. He looked up, against greeted by the now devilish smiles of his friends.

Without asking, drove his lips against Twilight's, who welcomed him.

He felt hands tug at his shorts, gripping and grabbing so devilishly, untying the drawstring while "stumbling" across his hardening member, barely being held in check by the material. His sense overloaded with jolts of excitement and her felt hands grabbing his butt, hands stroking his tail, rolling over his chest.

Bringing his own up with Twilight's chest, causing a hitch in her breath, taking her lips away to sigh and shiver at his fingers danced along.

"Got it!" Sweetie Belle said, a last getting the knot undone. "Oh man, Look at how big Spike's tent is. He must be bursting to break loose."

"Well, getém out then, before he bursts." Applebloom said. The three youngest mares hooked the rings of his shorts, and Spike looked down, and then back up at his older mare friends.

"No turning back now, Spike." Rainbow Dash said. "How much have you been saving up, cause you got a lot of girls who are dying to buck a dragon."

"Yeah!" The girls shouted as they pulled his shorts down in one go. His cock nearly manage to hold them off, bouncing free in all it's thick, hard glory. It was big, almost the entire length of his thighs, and and thick as their wrists, pulsing angrily, jabbing twilight in the stomach. Ribs and bumped for her pleasure, drooling tiny bits of precum.

"Sweet Celestia... look at that thing." Applejack said. "Spike's both a shower and a grower. I don't think anybody could match up to that."

"Um... well... actually, your brother..." They all turned to Fluttershy, who throw her hands over her mouth, shocked by her own admission as much as everybody else. "... I mean.."

"Called it. You owe me 50 bits, Jack." Rainbow Dash said. "Told you Fluttershy bucked your brother."

"Hell." Applejack moaned. Fluttershy squeaked as Applejack threw her a look.

"Naah!" Their attention all turned back to Spike's odd cry. Sweetie had gotten a little curious herself, and giving it an experimental lick, causing the inexperienced dragon to jump a little, much to the amusement of his "harem."

"Hee hee. Did you like that spike?" She asked, batting eyelashes as spike grimaced in the mass of confusing emotions and urges. She grabbed his length, and waved it to and fro. "Should I keep going?"

"Don't tease him, dear." Rarity scolded as she watched her younger sister nuzzle his length, growing only slightly jealous. "Spike, go on, tell her what you want."

"Y-yes please." There was a round of laughter; Polite as usual. His voice rolled into a hiss as she felt her lips draw up and down, planting kisses. She found reach down, feeling twin ripe mounds filled with Dragon juice, big, just like the branch they hung from. Built to support bedding multiple girls multiple times.

Just the way they had hoped. It was going to be a fantastic week.

Yep, blue balling you guys. I'll see if I can Lover Law out this week.