Rarity felt Spike’s phallus tense on her tongue as she diligently sucked the slick shaft. The mare unable to take much of the gargantuan manhood, so her delicate mouth was only able to provide a warm embrace the tender tissue that sat above the monstrous knot that even now was tapping her peachy chin. Her limber tongue doing its best as the nubile organ polished the engorged length with a mixture of her own saliva and salty precum.

Her hooves kneading the bloated ballsack beneath, as she felt the scrotum scrunch and flinch at the caress of her tender frogs. The squirming simulacrum of a mare long since gone, replaced by a smooth sloshing swelling a fraction of the size of the bothersome earth pony. The aminated shape of the struggling Suri long since replaced with an unambiguous bulge around a fourth of the fashionista’s volume. The equine form beneath the scales liquidated, as Rarity felt the body within Spike’s balls grow soft and melt away with nary a few crunches as the more stubborn bones melted away until the calcite deposits were in the single digits. The sound of the smooth skull shattering like a lightbulb on concrete like a moist gun shot, as the visceral sound caused Rarity to shiver, her gullet sizing for a second eliciting a moan from her larger lover.

Rarity feeling the testicles tremble beneath her hooves as the genitalia lurched. The unicorn not quite believing Spike when he had suggested this archaic way to remove irritants, but now with the conniving Suri little more than gurgling gametes Rarity believed his salacious suggestion had been well founded if not more than a little self-indulgent. Rarity finding a strange allure to having felt Suri shudder to a stop, the stifled screams and weak bucking easily replaced by the light gurgles of digestion as she had soon suffocated in the claustrophobic cavity. the earth pony unable to survive the churning sack, and soon enough she was naught but a shrinking vaguely equine shaped lump.

The small amount of stale air that had gone down with Suri coming up as what could only be described as a ureteral burp, as she was sluiced about into a creamy ichor. Rarity feeling the musky gust rattle her uvula, before escaping out her nostrils as a supressed wheeze giving her a taste of the earth pony’s perfume upon her palate. The spice adding to Spike’s natural taste as the fellatio continued completely unfazed by the bleeding of Suri’s last breath. Rarity’s gullet rolling like someone pumping a shotgun, as she felt the pressure building in Spike’s loins, the Unicorn unprepared for the floodgates opening as with a guttural grunt the white tide came in in a sudden tsunami.

It took Rarity off guard, the mare gagging at the flood as the cum current knocked her backwards after a single pulse of the cyclopean penis. The first wave of the coursing orgasm filling Rarity’s stomach in an instant with mare milkshake, causing the pressure top push him free from the unicorn’s hugging throat as she practically flew back like a bottle rocket. The thick ropes of spunk spurting out in gunky globules that coated the ivory mare in a jelly glazing that matted her normally immaculate mane and fur with its deviant juices. the stench of sex filling the space like a perverted perfume as the coitus cologne only intensified with each basting of ball batter that painted the room with its depraved hues.

Rarity being showered in the spent semen, as she just panted and coughed as her stomach sat heavy in her gut saw her attempt to swallow had been a folly when dealing with a full-grown mare worth of biomass. Her sapphire eyes watching the cock twitch and tremble as the river of splooge stilled as Spike finally spent his monstrous load. The mare surprised to not see a single violet hair in the mess she had failed to contain, as if nothing of Suri remained except the soon to be crispy layer of man mustard covering her tarnished coat. The only tangible trace that Suri had even existed was her lonely looking cutiemark emblazed on Spike’s grapefruit sized gonads, as soon all traces of naughtiness would be washed away with a steamy shower.

“How did she taste?” panted Spike as the drake’s face remained flush from the strain of spraying a mare worth of jism from his groin. His chest rising and falling with deep satisfied breaths as he felt his girth deflate now his biological imperative was complete. The oral session something he had waited years for after reading about this perverted pastime in one of the books in the restricted section of Twilight’s expansive library. The wait worthwhile though as he had easily accommodated the troublesome Suri Polomare and processed her into nothing but her base proteins in a single smutty session. The efficiency startling the dragon, as he had ruthlessly deleted the mare and replaced her with nothing but a wasted orgasm of spent seed.

“She….” Started Rarity, before she supressed a burp with her dainty hoof as some of the sloppily swallowed air tried to come back up as the semen within her settled. The small part of Suri that her throat had managed to contain soon to be little more than an easily digested soup passing through her bowels on its way to being a creamy bowel movement, loitering in her colon. The few gallons of jizz at least being used for something of value, as it would pad the unicorns already plump plot, unlike the spilled spunk that was destined to desiccate as a waste on this caverns floor.

“She was strangely sweet darling,” said Rarity, after giving a slight effeminate cough allowing her to reign in with her normally cool articulate tones. The afterglow of dopamine kissing her body as the haze of bliss began to dance through her defiled body. Spike looking down at his conquest proudly, as he had impressed his long-time crush through his size alone.

“…… though I think I could taste those rubies you said went missing,” she then jabbed playfully as with a slow swallow she cleared any of the crackling cum still lingering in her mouth. A silence filling the room, as for a few seconds Spike seemed to look down on her sinisterly, and for a moment Rarity though that perhaps she would be a matching cutiemark on Spike’s bollocks, as she for a moment thought that greed had gotten the better of him. The adult dragon on the other hand had no such intents of sounding with his friend, even if he was fully capable of such an improper act. His rosy face turning to a disarming grin and the two just laughed, as Rarity already had a few more rivals who needed “disposing” of….


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Another commission from LennonBlack ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/LennonBlack ) In which Spike and Rarity find a fun way to get rid of Suri Polomare. Hope you guys enjoy :)

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