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He wanted to rape her. Every lunge towards Applejack was to strike at her chest and tear her costume off to reveal her chest. Even in the cramped space of the re-purposed Golden Oak’s Library, she managed to keep a few steps out of his reach. Spike’s feral eyes never left their target, the hunger and greed in his gaze matching that of a common dragon, nothing like the mannered boy Applejack new in her version of Equestria.
“Spike! Stop, this isn’t you!” Supermare shouted, ducking another grab attempt at her, only to bring her head closer to his exposed crotch. A pink, glistening member throbbed for her attention, covered in spines and thick as her fist. It was only for a quick second, as Supermare easily backed away around Spike’s hulking form, but the brief contact had her heart racing and her face flushed. She couldn’t imagine an average pony taking something so big inside them.
In the corner of the room, a shackled Twilight Sparkle tried to scream something past the strapped gag stuffing her mouth full. She hung naked, eyes full of worry. It broke Applejack’s heart to see how Spike kept her, and could only pray he had no direct help in removing Twilight’s horn and feathers. Whatever the caribou had done to change Spike in the monster he now was, she could only pray their perverse powers couldn’t make the people she knew so well back on her world do the unimaginable on this world.
Spike roared in frustration and swung his tail like club, catching Supermare in the side and sending her staggering back. It was just enough time for the large lizard to move with remarkable nimble speed, catching Supermare by the throat with his meaty hand.
His grip tightened like a noose, making Supermare wince as he lifted her off her hooves. She grabbed at his fingers, eyes half open as he tried to hinder her breathing. In a flash his free hand grabbed her covered chest, squeezing her right breast harshly.
A shiver ran down the super pony’s spine, not wanting to believe this was really Spike, even as she watched the dragon stretch the corners of his lips into a perverse smile, his thumb rubbing directly over her hidden nipple.
That helped settle the matter for Supermare: this was not Spike.
Eyes glowing red, she fried her heat vision point blank into the dragon’s chest. The light of the blast was blinding more than anything, as she knew she couldn’t burn a dragon. Stunning his vision was all she needed to loosen his grip on her throat, pulling his thumb and finger back hard enough to make them crack. Blinded, Spike clutched his claw as he howled in pain, backing away from the mare he sought to rape. Even his erection retreated back into its sheath.
Supermare was not letting up. Taking a breath, she blew over the damaged claw, encasing it in ice within seconds. She repeated the motion to his other hand, canceling any chances of him using her claws to attack her.
Blinded and confused, Spike behaved like an animal, striking anywhere he could, green flames licking up his lips.
He would never have the chance to use his dragon flames on her, as Supermare took advantage of his confused state to deliver solid punch to his jaw that sent the nine foot tall beast to the ground. Like trained boxer in the ring, Supermare had delivered such a knockout blow that Spike had spat a tooth out, though he reached the ground before it did.
Behind her, Twilight was practically in hysterics.
Applejack took a brief moment to see what she had done. This wasn’t her Spike, this wasn’t even the other version of Spike that called himself Humdrum, who told her about the multiverse and how to travel in it. This was a nightmare version of Spike that she not have been possible.
Her fist throbbed with imaginary pain.
Knowing the corrupt royal guard would arrive soon, Supermare rushed to Twilight’s aid, seeing her in tears as she made muffled screams. It made her wonder briefly if she would have to leave the library with both Twilight and Spike, just to placate her.
“Hold on, sugarcube. I’ll have you out of her in a second.”
Supermare reached out to Twilight, even as mutilated alicorn turned her head away. Again Supermare’s eyes glowed, her heat vision melting the chain keeping Twilight’s arms pulled above her head, just as Supermare’s hands took hold of the red slave collar around Twilight’s throat, snapping it off like a twig.
“There, now let’s g-” Supermare started to say, only to be cut off by a sudden, painless slap to the face.
Freed now, Twilight rushed past the super pony to the fallen form of Spike, throwing herself on his motionless form as she sobbed. Her hands clawed at the strapped gag, unbuckling it and tossing it away.
“Master! Master!” Twilight screamed.
Supermare stood frozen, eyes wide in shock as she watched Twilight try to shake Spike awake. Like her fist, the imaginary pain in her cheek stung worse than anything she had felt since arriving to this alternative universe.
The hate she felt in Twilight’s watery eyes when the alicorn turned to her was something she never would have expected to feel from Twilight Sparkle.
“Monster! Stay away from him! Guards! Somepony save us! Help! Help!”