The Ukuphana

The day had arrived, and through a straight night of work the Ukuphana was ready for Ponyville. A space around the town hall was prepared as was often done for festivals. Tables and benches were lined up in rows in front of a large stage. Tents had also been prepared to house all sorts of food. Huge towers of hay decorated with flowers of green, red and orange. Great rows of traditional Zebrican stews, beans and even the occasional meat. Much to Fluttershy’s squirminess.

Several bonfires had been erected around the square, many with cauldrons sizzling with red bubbling liquids on top of them. Many queues for these cauldrons had formed as many mares shivering in the cold weather wanted to get their warm up potion in spite of the added aphrodisiac with the potions. To say the least there was an undercurrent of erotic tension throughout the crowd would be an understatement.

The air was filled with a quick beat, as several mares had volunteered to do music. Traditional Zebra drums were in a quick rhythm alongside a series of wind instruments. The music itself had been accompanied by another series of volunteers, this time a trope of dancers, who danced along to the music. Their bodies made to accentuate themselves and tantalize those who watched, as was a tradition of course. According to Twilight prospecting Zebra's would seek to seduce the Emerald Dragons when they came to pick up their sex slaves and hopefully become the next year’s offering.

But Spike for his part didn’t know that, as he had a very specific role to play. As he sat in one of the tents behind the stage as Twilight and Cadence prepared him for the role.

“Almost done now Spike, need to get you into this toga." Cadence said, holding said toga her in hands. "Are you aware of the schedule?"

"Um..." Spike said, scratching his cheek embarassed. "Well between fainting over nearly causing a genocide, and with all the preparations needed, I could really do with a refresher."

"Well first of all is the feast. As the Emerald Dragon you'll obviously be the main attraction and the star of the show Master. The festival really starts when you and your favourite sex slaves arrive, Emerald Dragons are expected to have harems of Zebra sluts, the more they have the better the Dragon is supposed to be." Twilight explained to him, her and Cadence both dressed in the same outfits as they were during their orgy. Having had no time to acquire any more since then.

"It feels weird though. Is this really wher- I mean- apparently I didn't come from Ember's dragons. I've been wanting to know where my kind came from for so long and the whole time it was here in Zecora's hut. But how did I end up in Celestia's care?" Spike wondered, his thumbs twiddling in nervousness. Twilight frowned at her Master's anxiety, and felt her stomach twist at what she had unwittingly caused for her Master.

"Well we know one thing Spike." Cadence said with a reassuring smile. "You having a harem is nothing unusual."

That...that was a fair point actually. Was this really normal?

"In any case Spike after you go through the crowd you'll be expected to be having the feast, we've made sure you have the best meal as is tradition. We've got something specially made for you, plenty of sapphires and rubies. I know they're your favourite." Twilight told him, earning Spike a lick of lips. "Everypony will wait for you to start before beginning. After the feast there will be the gift."

"Right the gift. You’re still not going to tell me what it is.” Spike said to the other two smiling as they nodded their heads.

“It’s a surprise Master. But once you receive it, you have to use it then and there. In front of everypony.” Twilight explained.

“Wait what do you mean use? And in front of everypony?” Spike asked but it was too late.

“Then Spike there’s the dancing, the part everypony will be taking part in, then the mud wrestling. Be sure to cheer Rainbow on Spike she’s devoting this to you.” Twilight told him, and Spike had to admit the thought of seeing Rainbow mud wrestling sounded appealing to him.

“Then there’s the farewell dance, and don’t forget Spike. During the festival all the girls are considered free use to the Emerald Dragon.” Twilight reminded him, causing Spike to blanch.

“Yeah but that’s just a Zebra tradition Twilight. I don’t think many ponies would appreciate it if I-“ Spike explained but Cadence put a finger to his lips.

“Everypony who volunteered knew about this tradition Master, they knew and volunteered anyway. So it’s perfectly okay to take advantage of it.” Cadence assured him.

In another tent on the opposite side of the festival grounds a unicorn and a Zebra were inside. Rarity was just finishing off the final touches on Zebra’s outfit for the festival. A bright smile on her face, she was in her element here, and ever so closely similar to her fantasy in a way that she’d never be judged for.

“Almost done now Zecora, just need to slip those beautiful breasts of yours through the holes.” Rarity explained, as she angled the fabric to do exactly that allowing her breasts to be displayed for her Master to enjoy. “You know Zecora, I’m jealous.”

“Of me becoming a sex **** to Spike? I wasn’t aware that was something a unicorn would like.” Zecora asked in confusion.

“Yes well perhaps I am a bit of a sexual deviant but well I consider myself quite a generous pony so the thought of giving a lucky dragon heaven on Earth is something that appeals to me on some deep level. And I suppose knowing that a handsome sexy dragon finds me attractive is reaffirming for my body image." Rarity explained with a coy grin.

"Then might I suggest you tell Spike, that he is the one you like." Zecora suggested and Rarity started to blush a deep red.

"I never said it was Spike I wanted to be a **** for." She protested, hands crossed, and her chin held up high in a show of denial that would convince no one.

"Rarity dear you desires are clear, unless it's Garble who puts your hormones into gear." Zecora said with a smirk and Rarity sighed.

"Yes but I can't tell him. I mean what will he think of me having such a debased and sinful desire, what would my friends think, both in Ponyville and in Canterlot?" Rarity babbled but a part of her knew she was making excuses. The truth was that since Spike had feelings for her for so long, and she was relatively recent in returning them she was worried he'd moved on. With Cadence and Twilight and those mares at that orgy last night.

"You're being ridiculous my dear, I believe Spike would always want you near, and I for one would love you as a sex **** peer." Zecora assured her, and despite Rarity's fear it brought some relief. Then she heard the rhythm of the drums change, becoming much slower and the quick rush of the feet making way for a single aisle like a wedding.

"Looks like the feast is about to begin. The minutes of your freedom are slipping away Zecora, excited?"

"More than anything in my life, I'm about to become that dragon's whore wife." She said, now panting in aroused excitement.

"I think." Rarity growled, her voice holding a tension that one could cut with a knife. "You mean you'll be his sex ****. A wife implies something entirely different."

"Of course it was an honest mistake, I am no snake. But might I recommend the mud wrestling, the winner will give the dragon a blowjob as is tradition."

Meanwhile outside Spike found himself walking through the festival ground with Cadence and Twilight on each arm. Each pony, dressed in erotically tantalizing tribal outfits. Spike's mind was split between trying to keep his eyes fixed somewhere else so as not to come across as a creep and to dart around so as to drink up as much of the erotic flesh as possible.

"Grope us Master. It's tradition after all." Twilight said with an excited glee. Spike hesitated to do this in public but he supposed that he had promised to fulfill this to the letter. His hands began to pinch and grasp around the two Princess asses, eliciting sweet moans and cries from two. The crowd loved it however, and cheers and cat calls could be heard everywhere.

"Let it never be said that Ponyville isn't culturally accepting." Spike muttered, as they approached the stage. His seat was clear marked, since it was a throne. As were the two for Cadence and Twilight on either side, though their's were much smaller than his. In front of his seat was his meal, sealed in a silver platter the size of a pony. "You said it was big you didn't say how big."

Cadence said nothing, instead just levitated the gigantic silver cloche off the platter. Spike almost felt his jaw fall out his skull as he saw it wasn't just a meal but rather Pinkie laying down on the platter. Completely naked except for the frosting that decorated her body and the gems that were laid at all her private parts.

"Bon appetite Master." Pinkie said with a wink, as Spike's mouth started to drool in anticipation.

A/N: Thanks for all the suggestions for the Ukuphana festival, they've been a great help. Next chapter will be a vote chapter, if you want any other ponies added to the vote (Ponyville only) then comment now.

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