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Dreamsicle Swirl trotted through the Everfree Forest on his way to the mountains, a special order for a certain flavor of creamsicle had come in today. A dragon would be the only way to obtain that unique taste, and one had been hiding out in the caves halfway up the mountain for a few weeks. Dream hoped that it would still be there as he scaled the mountainside, rocky footing not a problem for his nimble hooves. His saddlebags were filled with vials for storing his treasure, the pony sighing as he trotted onward, regretting not milking the last dragon for more; he had run out so quickly!

Scrambling up the lip of that cave, the creamsicle pony rolled up onto the floor, then quickly hopped up onto his hooves. The first step was always the hardest... That massive black dragon snoozed atop his pile of treasure, the small pony clearing his throat in an attempt to wake the slumbering behemoth. That didn't work... so with an audible gulp he bravely threw a rock at the pile of treasure, the sound of clinking metal sure to rouse the massive dragon. With a roar he awoke, peering down at the small feminine pony before him, a loud growl rising from his throat.

"U-Umm... s-sir‾?" The little pony politely asked, "m-may I... uhh, pleasure you?" He flushed lightly after his question, a very nervous smile plastered on his face, waiting for that dragon to respond.

"I am Dravone, dragon of this mountain, do you think you can pleasure me, little pony?" his voice boomed out, adding a smoky snort at the end of his sentence. He towered over Dream, at least sixty feet tall, his gray underbelly resting atop his pile of treasure, eyes gazing intently down at the creamy intruder. A small "yes" was the meek reply, that large dragon mulling it over for a moment before rolling onto his back and huffing out his approval.

Dream quickly galloped to the other end of the dragon, trotting up his scaly tail and coming to rest right next to that long, thick cockslit. It was very large, easily bigger than the last dragon he had milked, but he knew the dragon could easily gobble him up if he wasn't careful. The little pony reached into his saddlebags, procuring a creamsicle and slipping it around that large cockslit, running the frozen treat over those gray belly scales. He was rewarded with a low growl from the dragon, along with a small peak of flesh pushing its way out.

Drav reached down with a claw to slip that saddlebag off the pony, a clink rattling out from it, an eyebrow raised and a question asked. "What's inside?" The pony momentarily drew his attention from his ministrations to answer, "B-bottles to umm... collect your essence." That was the lightest he could put it, hoping the dragon understood and allowed him to continue, a nod from the beast the only thing he needed. Swirl ran his tongue around that overly musky slit, wrinkling his nose at the beast's scent but toughing out, soon rewarded with that thick shaft sliding thickly out of that slit.

"S-so big..." he marveled at the dragon's massive shaft, giving that length a longing lick from base to tip, feet bigger than he was! He reached for his saddlebag absentmindedly before realizing the dragon had lifted it away, a nervous grin up at the beast later and he decided to improvise. Dream slid his hoof between his legs, gently fondling himself, the musk of the dragon pumping into his head easing the process of working himself up. That cute pony shaft pushed out of his sheath, immediately grinding up against that slick dragon dick, warm pre oozing across it, acting as an aphrodisiac.

Truth be told, Dravone hadn't seen any action in quite some time, and was happy to have something so willing now pleasuring him. He lay still, letting that little pony do his thing, whatever that was. Dream gently held onto the sensitive flesh in his front hooves, slowly bucking his own length into that throbbing spire of meat. Each spurt of creamsicle pre that drizzled down along the dragon's member added to the slickness of his flesh, the pony's fur soon matted down with his own creamy essence.

Dravone was becoming impatient... it felt nice to have Dream rubbing and grinding against his shaft, but he needed penetration to really get off. With a rumbling growl he plucked the pony from his length, holding him in one claw and pressing the tapered tip of his shaft right up against that creamy rear end. At this point Swirl began to panick, that shaft much too big and his plot much too tight; he'd be torn apart!

"B-before you start r-rutting my brains, c-could you hand me my saddlebags?" he requested, the dragon snorting and passing up those bags to the pony. Dream quickly rifled through and found one of his creamsicles guaranteed to make him much stretchier - he had designed these for couples that differed in size. Nomming it down he smiled meekly up at the dragon, peering back at the over five feet of draconic dick pointed directly at his plothole, hoping the frozen treat worked.

Slowly that pointed tip slid inside his plump rear end, inching deep into his backside, the dragon surprised and impressed at this pony's stretchiness. Unfortunately now that Drav knew he didn't need to be quite so conservative with his thrusts he began shoving upward, the spines and nubs further down his cock digging into the walls of Swirl's tight cocksleeve of an ass. A loud growl of delight echoed through that large cave as Dravone pushed even deeper, forcing the poor little pony's tummy to stretch out wide, like a little condom for the dragon to use.

The immense stretching of his body had Dream coughing and spasming around the enormous cock pulling his skin taut. Every nerve in his body popped with ecstasy, his mind swimming with lust, burning heatedly and coaxing his tight rump to squeeze as tightly as possible to goad the dragon into shoving even further. That vanilla-orange mottled cock shot such thick loads of pre across the dragon's belly, his poor prostate crushed against that enormous prick inching its way inside him. His hooves slid across the bulge in his belly, feeling up the dragon's dick from the outside, Drav responding to those hooves with a hungry growl.

Tightening his grip, the dragon began really ramming the poor stretched pony down onto his cock, forcing that huge shaft deep inside the stretchy horse. He had already managed to plow three feet of draconic dick inside that exquisite hole, and was working on the fourth when Dream's length spasmed and shot load after large, thick load of creamsicle spunk across his scaly belly. Gathering up a clawful of that jizz he brought it to his maw, slurping and cleaning it up, surprised at the incredibly sweet taste. Immediately the dragon slammed himself upward, trying to milk the colt's prostate to force the poor pony to climax again.

Swirl was in a world of pure pleasure, his tummy stretched nearly to its limits, his cock unloading lewdly across the dragon's belly and his prostate forcefully banged against to milk him like a cow. All he could do was hold onto his tummy, stroking and squeezing at the dragon dick stretching him out, trying to work Drav up to a climax so he would let him go. His hind legs dangled uselessly behind him, the pony coughing up a bit of the dragon's pre, afraid he'd be speared from ass to mouth and become a real sleeve for the dragon to use.

Again that cum acted as an aphrodisiac, the dragon's consumption bringing with it a thick load of pre splashing into the pony's belly. He was jerking himself off with his toy, slamming the pony up and down along his shaft, the sensitive spire of flesh twitching and throbbing with his impending climax. Every passing moment brought a new load of pre flooding up his cum vein and into Dream's belly, easing closer and closer to the wonderful climax he knew was coming.

With a loud roar that echoed out of the cave and disrupted the denizens of the Everfree, Drav unloaded gushing rivers of spunk into the pony's belly, immediately bloating him out like a condom. Dream coughed up plenty of that spunk, so full that it rushed up his throat and splashed out his muzzle, the pony clutching his tummy, feeling every lewd stream of seed pouring into him like a fire hose. The dragon's climax lasted for a few minutes, Dream bloating up to the size of a horse-drawn buggy before he was tugged off of that splurting cock, passing out as Drav coated his entire body with the last few loads of thick dragon spunk.

The pony woke up a few hours later at the edge of the Everfree forest, his tummy empty and his saddlebags full of sloshing dragon spunk. Dravone had drained him into the bottles and flown him back near Ponyville! Dream searched through his bags, a note tucked in with the bottles: We should do that again soon. A smile crept upon Swirl's face, packing up and trotting home to take care of that special order, knowing he'd see that dragon again.