A week later

The greatest day of Spike’s life had been succeeded only by the greatest week of his life. Whilst Cadence had to leave for the Crystal Empire, the rest of his harem had proven to be more than up to the challenge of keeping him satisfied. Rarity herself never left his side throughout the week, even keeping the Boutique closed as she gave herself fully to her Master. Every day he would call a member of their harem from wherever they were in Ponyville and no matter what they were doing, or what time it was in the day they would come to the Castle to be fucked.

All the while Rarity’s stomach began to bulge as their baby grew inside her. As Twilight had examined the growing womb she told them it would happened exactly as Spike asked. An egg would form in Rarity’s womb and would be laid shortly, allowing her to avoid a long and stressful pregnancy.

Now though they had decided to finally get out of of the Castle and actually explore the town. Celestia’s sun almost blinded as he left, almost certainly he’d spent too long indoors.

“It’s been a while.” Spike notes, covering his eyes from the sun. He was wearing little more than a T-Shirt and baggy pants. Forgetting that it was only a few days after Hearthwarming and the pegasi had yet to clear the snow. Leaving him shivering.

“It has hasn’t it? I admit, perhaps we shouldn’t have spent so long in the castle,” Rarity admitted, she was dressed much more appropriately for the most part. Wearing a large purple jacket and tight black jeans that snuggly clutched her ass, along with that large fur hat. Through her thick coat her pregnancy was suitably hidden, at best one would only think that she had put on a tad of weight.

“It’s not my fault,” Spike protested, “the sex was just too good.”

“On that I certainly don’t disagree.” Rarity answered, snuggling up to his shoulder as his arm draped around her. There was no sign to anypony of their roles as Master and ****, and the perverse nature of their relationship, and the many twisted fetishes they had each indulged in. As they walked they received warm smiles from those savvy enough to realise their relationship had taken an upgrade, even if they didn’t realise the nature of that upgrade.

“So what are now?” Spike asked, earning himself a frown from his lover.

“What do you mean Spikey-Wikey?” Rarity asked him in genuine confusions. “I am your ****, the diamond in your horde, and you are my Master.”

Spike considered his wording for his next question, as he really didn’t want to cause a change here. “But I mean outside of that. If we forget about this fantasy for a moment, and the harem. How would you describe our relationship? What do we tell other ponies when they ask?”

Rarity looked up to Spike, her head cocked to the side in thought. She sensed that Spike was trying to ask a very different question. “Spike Wikey are you asking this mare to be your girlfriend?”

Spike’s face lit up in a big red blush, as he tore his eyes away from her and suddenly found a pair of clouds in the sky to be extremely interesting. “Well I mean if it’s something you want, I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. I mean a part of me does think it would be nice , but-“

Rarity shut her Master up by place her hands on his cheeks and pulling him in in for a kiss. “Master, after I have become your sex ****, made love to you and made all our friends into your sex ****, did you really think that being your girlfriend would be too much?”

Chuckling a bit at his own stupidity, he nevertheless had a grin on his face. “Yeah I guess I was being stupid, this all feels too good to be true.”

“It is true Master, I hope you realise that. So you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend as well as Master and ****?” Rarity asked, whispering into his ear. Her soft lilac perfume wafting through his nostrils, she smelt as beautiful as she looked.

“Yeah,” Spike admitted, his voice cracking as if he was a teenager.

“Well then Master your wish is my command.” She said before pulling him into a romantic, deep kiss. This time their tongues did not explore each other's mouth, nor their hands explore each other's private parts, for this kiss was about romance not sex this time.

"So don't girlfriends and boyfriends go on dates?" Spike asked, his question again redundant, but the implication was clear to Rarity.

"My dear Master are you asking me out on a date? A young girl like myself might find herself quite overwhelmed to find herself on a date with a big, sexy drake like yourself." Rarity teased, throwing an air into the air in an overly dramatic flair, her tail sashing like a dog.

"Yes I am, I'm sure you'll find some way to contain yourself," Spike teased with a goofy grin. Rarity's eyes lit up with an inspired light.

“Well the Smooth Brew has been a place I’ve always wanted to dine at, but sadly the reservations have been a nightmare to get.” Rarity admitted, her eyes fluttering ever so suggestively in Spike’s direction.

“Well you have reservations in the best spot right now for two right?” Spike asked her, causing her to frown.

“But Spikey you haven’t given me time to get ready,” Rarity whined in such a way that Spike almost believed she was upset.

"You could always use Discord's magic to get ready," Spike suggested. At his suggestion Rarity snapped her fingers and she found herself in a sparkling red dress that did nothing to hide her pregnancy whilst Spike found himself in a simple tuxedo.

"It's just not the same."

When they entered the cafe Spike had assumed they'd somehow made their way to the Crystal Empire. Glittering, sparkling crystals hung from the roof, decorated with sapphire, emerald and ruby gems that caused Spike's mouth to water. The tables were covered in sheets as white as snow and silverware that were encrusted in gold, gems and all other expensive gifts. A band played a similar tune to that of the grand galloping gala in the background, and Spike could hear the gentle sound of rushing water from a fountain somewhere in the place.

"When did this open?" Spike wondered, looking around the place in awe.

"It's been here a few months ago actually, I think it was because of all the tourists the town attracted since we found the elements of harmony." Rarity said, but then her voice became adorably bitter. "Not that that was enough to get reservations."

Spike laughed, as he took their seat. "I guess there are some things that only magic can provide."

"I suppose so." Rarity sighed, but the smile on her face betrayed any true anger she might have felt. As she took her seat on the table she gently, but clumsily spilled the glass of water with her newly much larger belly. "Oh dear, I'm still not used to carrying our daughter dear."

She snapped her fingers and the water returned to the glass. Spike for his part sighed, and put his fingers to his temples. "Can't believe I'm going to be a father."

"Darling you are aware this is hardly going to be a normal family." Rarity reminded him gently.

"I feel like a monster," Spike admitted, a soft hand pulled his left hand away from his head and gripped it comfortably.

"Maybe we are, but our daughter will be happy. Just like you asked." Rarity admitted, she had decided ultimately to take Discord's advice on the matter. The feeling was just too addictive for her to ignore at this point.

"Yeah but who’s going to care for her? What will she be like? What will we call her? Will she be happy being raised to be my sex ****?" Spike muttered, asking these questions one after another in rapid succession. Until he realised what he’d said. “I really need to get a handle on that.”

“Don’t feel too bad Master, after all no pony is getting hurt,” she reminded him gently. Nodding Spike spotted something over her shoulder.

"I'd forgotten that the mayoral election was coming up."

Turning behind her Rarity saw there was a reservation set for Mayor Mare's electoral dinner, a way to raise fundraising for her reelection and to discuss strategy.

"Not sure why's she's even bothering with all this stuff, I mean it's basically a shoe-in." Spike pointed out.

"Not if you decided to run darling, with all your slaves behind you the election could go a very different way." Rarity reminded him.

“What would I do as Mayor?"

"Well when you were Twilight's assistant you were the one doing all the paperwork if I recall."

"Yeah but I hated it."

"Well my Master can't be unhappy, though I'm certain a sexy, slutty, competent secretary could take care of all of that." Rarity suggested, before her eyes darted to the campaign poster accompanying the reservation. She realised that despite her job Mayor Mare was quite the silver vixen, she had aged wonderfully. "Or perhaps a sexy puppet mare?"

"You're thinking of bring Mayor Mare into the harem, I mean she's hot for a mare that old. But we already control Ponyville through Twilight." Spike reminded her.

"But not the day to day operations, and that should be done with your benefit in mind as well." Rarity pointed out, "plus she's quite isn't she. And I imagine she's always on the look out for new campaign contributors."

A/N: So in what is perhaps the first time with these votes the candidate in the lead was overtaken in the last moment and Mayor Mare ended up winning. And for once I have a general idea of what to do with her, not that I would be opposed to taking a suggestion.

The setting vote is still ongoing though, and it's a good thing I'm not a betting man, since I would have voted on Canterlot but it seems the Crystal Empire has taken a sizable lead. It's still ongoing though: https://strawpoll.com/polls/05ZdW4j18g6/results

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