

"Wakey wakey..." Whispered a deep yet smooth voice that woke the little purple dragon from his slumber. His head pounded in pain. When he tried to hold his forehead to aleviate the throbbing his hands snagged tight against leather bindings.

Spike's vision slowly came back clearly. A dark, dank dungeon-like setting surrounded him; dimly lit only by a few magic lamps that flickered and danced shadows against the brick walls.

"Wh-where am I!? Twilight?!" Spike called out, struggling and grunting. A chuckle was the response.

Cold hands touched his cheeks and caressed him softly. "Now now... just breathe..." Spike saw the one talking, a male reptile but nothing he'd ever seen before. If Twilight had seen him, she'd know he resembled a monitor lizard perfectly. His sharp fingers stroked along the dragon's scales ominously.

Spike shivered. "Wh-who are you? Where am I? Wh-" "Shhhhh..." A finger glided over his lips and snout. 

He suddenly felt a little prick in his arm; a cold rush filled his body like ice water. "That's just to heighten your senses." he'd state while he left him to wonder. The poor dragonling was so confused to what was going on. He had no memory of what he was doing before this either, only a faint image of him leaving the library to deliver something flashed in his mind.

He tried to hold his head again and groaned, the pain growing even more than before. The serum made his body feel sensations by three fold more than normal, making him experience something truely unique with his headache.

Without his intent, his cock began to erect; sliding out of his sheath to a full hard on within moments. His body was in overdrive from the rush provided by the mysterious concoction. "Aauuhnn... mmmhn..."

While he groaned and turned his head back and forth to try and aliviate some of the pain, the strange man began putting stickers on his chest; preparing a heart monitor. He'd seen the chubby erection and was hardly impressed, though he was entertained none the less by nature taking over.

Clicking of the male's claws against the stone could be heard while he made his way into the darkness for just a moment. Without warning again, Spike felt another jab to signal his return. The needle this time was connected to an IV of blood. "Just in case we have... complications." The lizard smiled and winked down at the boy. "Don't worry, it's your type."

Spike's heart was beginning to pound. *Beep, beep, beep...* "U-uhh... wh-what kind of complications? Can't you just let me go?" he'd whine, his eyes squinting from the pain.

A smirk crossed the lizard's lips as he grabbed something from the metal tray that his monitor stood on. "I'm afraid not little one... Queen Chrysilis would not like that." 

As Spike's eyes widened he felt the male grip his forehead with a little force to keep him steady. He was unable to see what was happening, but he felt a sudden sting under his chin that went to both jaws. His claws clenched. He knew he was in trouble and he had to get away, quickly.

But already it was too late. The lizard had cut deep into the dragon's skin with a scaple; setting the bloodied tool onto the tray again while fiddling with the IV. Dark red blood began pouring down into Spike's veins. The sharp pain only grew from there as both digits with sharpened claws gripped tightly into the loosened skin; beginning to pull upwards towards his head.

"A-AUGH!! UHHUHG!" Spike groaned and gasped, his heart pounding hard as the beeping increased on the monitor. His legs and feet were free to move about, but they only arched and smacked down against the metal table he laid upon. A sickening tearing sound could be heard from the skin on his face as if one began peeling off tape slowly. 

The lizard grunted and flicked his thick tail while he added a bit of muscle to the act. He wasn't buff, but he did have plenty of tone and arm strength to help in matters such as this. "Mn... that's it.... Up over the... nnngh... chin..."

Spike could feel every moment of the agonizing act, his body quickly going into shock as he gradually clenched and spasmed every few moments. He could feel his lips being brought upwards, his nose peeling and the flesh on his cheeks folding back; the eyelids folding inwards and away made him convulse especially hard. "G-ga-ghauhh... T-Twilight!! A-Auugh!!" He'd struggle effortlessly, trying to clench his eyes shut with no relief.

The lizard continued pulling towards himself; the skin almost seeming to roll back like a scroll the more he kept removing. The signature green scales atop Spike's head also followed the same fate of being carried away; far to the back of his head. A nauseating rip was heard when the male finished his deed.

"Mmmm... I've never had the honor of doing that to a little dragon before~" the tormentor chided, licking his lips and hissing in delight while he held the bleeding mask of flesh; tossing it on the filthy floor without a care in the world.

Spike could feel the cold atmosphere even more now as each second felt like thousands of needles jabbed into and between every muscle in his face. Every layer of skin had been removed. His wide eyes looked terrifying without eyelids as they scanned the room, trying to retreat behind his head while he shook violently. 

*Beepbeepbeepbeepbeep*

Eyedrops managed to plop into the large orbs, a small mercy given by the twisted reptilian. "Hehe... seems you liked that didn't you?" he'd point to the dragon's meat which now began to pre, certainly not an act Spike willed on his own. "Then you'll love what comes next..." 

Spike could barely breathe right, his chest heaving and his body shivering from the vile agony that stung and pulsed through him. A terrible reality crossed his mind just then. Twilight wasn't coming; nopony was coming to his rescue. "L-let m-m-me... g-g... g..."

*BrrrrRRREEEEEEE* A shrill whirring filled and echoed in the room as the male held a circular saw in one hand; being sure to cover his eyes with safety goggles. The table began to raise and set the little dragon at a vertical angle. A scaley, bloodied hand now gripped the dragon's throat lightly to keep him still.

*REEEEE-PHLPHLBLP* Wet splattering could be heard when the saw pressed against muscle and bone to the side of Spike's head, his vision blurring from the force it exherted while it tore through. The once pristine white coat now had streaks of red dotted from shoulder to chest as the male casually walked around; sawing from one side, to the front and to the other side of Spike's head. He made sure to use just the right amount of pressure so the blades went deep into the skull. There was not a moment that passed where the little dragon did not shreik.

Minutes passed by, and after walking from one side of the table to the other twice to be sure the saw made its mark, the shrill sound finally left. An eerie silence, all but the rapidly beeping monitor claimed the room now.

The dragonling's breathing was shallow, rhaspy. His body felt heavy and airy. Blood dribbled down his chest, past his belly and down his cock and feet. A small groan was all the cruel lizard heard when Spike began to cum, his back thrusting once. It was all he could muster while thick dollops of semen fell to the metal table's bottom.

"Oh hoooh... kinky little lizard aren't you?" the smooth voice boomed against the walls. With a grin he set the drenched saw down on the table and grabbed his own erection; showing it off to Spike who could only see things with a decent amount of blur. He could still make out the thick, purple cock being stroked in front of him.

The tapping of his claws could be heard again. *Crk-rrrCKRCHK* 

Spike cringed and tried moving his head to the side to get that sound out of his head. It was loud, cringy. His claws clenched along with his teeth as the lizard obtained his goal. That crunching and cracking was Spike's skull being pulled back, held only by the area unaffected by the saw.

"Mmmm~" The lizard gawked in awe, gripping Spike's throat again to keep his head still and straight on while he looked down into the pink mass of flesh. "Your brain's as big as your head... most of the time there's some space but... mmm..." he moaned as he pumped pre onto the little dragon's chest. "I guess dragons are different... yes... that'll be the explaination~"

The whirring of hydraulics could be heard again; the table now moving to a flattened posistion once more. Clanking of tools could be heard again. 

"You've been very brave for me you know?" chided the reptile while his tail swayed and his hand quit masturbating to hold a small hook and mini drill. 

"Ok... this'll start doing you in." Spike's heartbeat, while fast, grew unpredictable as he could not brace himself for what would be next.

"3... 2..." *Reeee* "1... say goodbye." 

The lizard casually lifted some of Spike's brain matter with the hook and began pressing the drill into sections of his choice; letting it bore down a bit before pulling it out and repeating the process. Wet squishes and pops could be heard with each penetration. His brain began to bleed visibly.

Spike would violently twitch every now and then. Sometimes it was just a few digits on his feet, then his hands, then his head from side to side. 

"A-auhck... ughkh... ghuk... u-UGHha... nGH!" 

"Yeah... atta boy... just take it, give in... let the drill tear your consciousness apart..." he'd smile, calmly drilling away and pulling more plump matter back or forward when he saw what he wanted to strike next. Some he even began to remove completely.

"I like coooooows huhuh~" Spike dumbly stated with his eyes beginning to wander the room. He himself struggled to stay conscious; his thoughts were confused and distorted while he tried to tell himself not to give in. He slowly began to lose himself the more the drill worked.

"Moo..." cooed the male with a grin. Another wad of pre pumping from his tip. 

Moments later he put his tools back on the table and walked away. Blood dripped down behind the purple dragon while his brain bled along with his face, leaving the once sleek table a bloody mess that began dripping off the sides.

The reptile returned with a smile and some sort of large machine with various parts and doo dads attached that he brought on wheels; keeping it behind and out of view of Spike. He was unable to hold himself back for much longer; his rod now began to hurt with anticipation.

He gripped his cock once again and began to fap, squeezing it hard and stroking at a steady pace. A free hand pulled back the skull a bit more so he could see the big, damaged brain once again. Spike just babbled nonsense about random things.

"Mmm... such a big brain... you must've been so smart, knew so much." The male sighed through his nostrils in delight, letting his climax overcome him as he gripped the table.

Thick ropes of semen shot onto the bulbous organ, resting on the bright pink flesh before it oozed downwards and seeped in slowly. Another contraction, another shot of potent semen splattered on and into the pudgy dragon's brain. Spike's vision began to fail him; colors changed before his eyes multiple times. He began to seize harshly.

"Hmph... that's it my little seed, impregnate his brain~" he chuckled, standing there to watch the little dragon rapidly wriggle about in his violent, uncontrolable fit.

The beeps on the monitor grew longer. Every now and then a few were happening in succession but it did not lie, his body was failing. 

Before it would be too late, the male put a hand under Spike's neck and broke the rest of his skull off with one swift motion. With a smile he grabbed a large black hose that was attached to the machine; a wide funnel now being rested gently over the little dragon's head like a hat. 

A flick of a switch brought the metal box to life. *Brurururururu* sounded while the hose jutted for a moment; harsh suction intent on bringing a brain inside. 

Spike could feel his head being sucked, the tightness especially felt around the sides. He was too concerned with his own little world while his body spasmed.

Within a moment after the machine had been turned on the large brain was carried out of the safe confines of his skull. The suction and suddenness was so intense that the nerves to his eyes were ripped away; keeping his now dimming orbs firmly in their sockets. With that, Spike's body laid flat.

The lizard simply moaned and huffed heatedly when he saw the bulge travel down into the box. Quickly he turned off the suction, and flicked another switch. 

*Brrumbumbumbumbum...* Rumbled and sputtered the device. Bellows began to pump up and down, hissing audibly as they puffed out concentrated blasts of air. The machine visibly wobbled every now and then while the male gawked; fascinated with his own invention.

Eventually after some time and not a moment of boredom taking the reptile's attention, a little green light was lit on the side. Grinning, he pushed a button on the back. A jar was fit over a spout on the back of the device. A heavy stream of gunk shot out of the spout and it kept flowing. Clearish fluid poured into the jar, filling it up with gradual chunks of brain that floated inside.

"Oooh yes..." hissed the lizard when it finished; taking it off and turning the machine completely off as he patted it in thanks and delight.

After gingerly setting it on a table he wrote something on a piece of paper and taped it to the front of the jar. He was quite proud of his work. It read: "Cute Little Dragon's Brain and My Sperm. Pain level: Incomprehensable."





