You both agree to track down Spike, and in less than ten minutes, you catch him hiding under Fluttershy's chicken coop. Despite his best efforts to convince you otherwise, Twilight needs to conduct those experiments on poor Spike, and you drag him back to the library, kicking and screaming.
"Please don't do this! I'm too young to be experimented on!"
Better him than you, I suppose.
Back at the library, Twilight leads you downstairs, where you strap the little dragon onto a bed that spreads his arms and legs apart. This, of course, allows you a good look at his tiny penile sheath and tailhole.
You blush and look back to Twilight.
"So, um, what kind of experiments are you doing here?"
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