Macintosh stumbled a bit, bracing himself against the work bench slightly as the changes ended.
"Oh mah," He sighed, "Sorry 'bout tha', Spike, Feelin' a little dizzy all the sudden. Now, what wus it you wanted to talk about?"
Spike barely got the idol hidden away again before the changed cherry red stallion turned around, "Well, Mac, I-" Spike now deeper voice hitched once he got a good look at the stallion-
Is he still a guy? Did I drain him into a mare with this thing?
"Now, Spike," The altered Apple chuckled deeply, the deep, feminine, sexy voice giving Spike a certain stirring he wasn't sure how to feel about, "Ah thought ah told y'all, call me Red Gala, or maybe just Gala for you."
Spike felt blood rushing to his face, as well as other places, from that look Gala was giving him, smoky, seductive, one eye behind her, er...his(?) bangs...
"Aw, y'all are gettin' 'bout as red as I am," Gala approached him smoothly, face inches from Spike's own, "Nice to know I can get a reaction even from such a big, strong, handsome dragon like you, Spike."
Spike's mind was about to implode. He had no idea what this was, part of him was suddenly a little remorseful for what he'd done, part was yelling "Nope" as loud as it could, while a wholly other part was proudly proclaiming "Yes", despite the gender of the pony in front of him.
"Oh mah stars, Spike. Is all that for lil' ol' me?"
And, of course, that last part's proclamations just happened to be visible to Gala. His mind seized up at the moment, Spike put up no resistance when a surprisingly soft hoof prodded and rubbed against his hard, throbbing...'Proclamation' as the pony moved in close.
"Well, now, I suppose I should be expectin' big things from a big feller like yerself, an' it ain't even mah birthday," Gala chuckled huskily, his (Her?) breath heavy against Spike's ear-fin, "Well, I hope y'all don't mind if I give it a test run."
Before Spike could comprehend the words, Gala was spun around, head low, ass up and-yup, still a dude, a somewhat ill-equipped dude, but still, all the equipment still hanging there. That voice in the back of his head kept repeating 'NOPE'-
"C'mon, Spike, let's see how well it fits," Gala said in that voice that was still too sexy for a male to have, waving his rump in the air as he looked back at the dragon, "Don't make a girl beg."
But then that other part of him still screamed "OH HELLS YES" Quite loudly as well...
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Applejack looked out at the tool shed from the porch, Rainbow Dash waiting patiently for her beau as well. AJ wasn't too sure what Spike wanted to talk about with her 'sister', but she wasn't too keen on leaving them alone too long anyways.
'Red Gala', as her brother constantly insisted to be called, had always been very...open about his orientation. Heck, she'd heard more than enough cracks about her being the brother and Red being the sister of the family, but it had usually been kept to some harmless flirting, maybe Gala spending the night with a 'friend'.
But ever since his not so little growth spurt, Gala had been almost obsessed. So much so AJ had more than once walked in to find him moaning Spike's name playing with a large...
...
Yeah, not the sort of image somepony wants of a sibling...
The only reason AJ didn't make too much of a case of it was that Gala's farm work didn't suffer. But now, Spike was in a relationship of some sort with Dashie...
Two minutes, then I'm checkin' on 'em
Mon May 04 02:25:12 2015
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